

Sex and the city for me. They’re rich assholes. They’re also outspoken, assertive, strong. They taught a lot to teen me, a nerdy people-pleaser. They were the ones who made me realize I could just say no to men, and that having standards was a good thing.


Yeah, I’m fine, thank you. It was hard, but… These rapes don’t tell anything about me. I haven’t done anything. The rapists did something, not me. It doesn’t define me as a person (it had consequences on me, but a person is defined by their actions, and they did stuff to me).
I wish I could give you a hug though. Here’s to the end of patriarchy.