
18/09/2025
10 years ago Today
I was sexually assaulted,
Or r***d
A word in which it took me a few years to acknowledge and fully own.
I thought I was “being a victim” if I called it that.
A trending pseudo spiritual and self-held terminology that was RIFE at the time.
But eventually I was able to give myself the grace and validation that, yes, I was in fact a victim.
There was also too much shame, secrecy, stigmatisation and fear in sharing when the whole “me too” movement rolled in.
At the time, it felt like I was too messy in it.
Still healing, still raw, still judging myself for feeling broken by what had happened.
There was an image I was trying to uphold.
F**k that sh*t….
Clearly, I’ve moved past that now 😅
I literally packed up my whole life and moved 12hr away from all my family, my life and the traumatic memories that had just occurred - 5 days after it happened.
I moved to the northern rivers where I knew maybe a handful of people and started fresh.
In some ways, it was my saving grace.
In other ways, it was a lot.
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