Rape. What is it?
"The carnal knowledge of a female against her will"?
"The act of snatching or carrying off by force"?
"To ravish or violate"?
Anyone who's never been through the horrible act of rape has no idea what it really means. They have no idea what a victim of rape has been through, has lived through, and will still have to deal with probably for the rest of his or her life. They don't know what it's like to be twenty-four years old and feeling like you have no-one who really understands you.
Rape is confusion. It's being suffocated. It's being trapped. It's not knowing what to do, how to get out, how to get him to stop. It's
I Forget…
Sometimes, I forget some important things.
I forget about those who care about and miss me.
I forget about those who love me.
I forget about their grief, and their struggles.
I forget to tell them I love them.
I forget to honor them.
I forget how truly fortunate and lucky I am.
I forget how good it is to be around them.
And sometimes,
I forget that I have homework due the next day.
Danm.