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The Casualties of Rape

According to rainn.org one out of every six American women has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape in her lifetime. Rape. It’s a scary word that’s become far too common in this day and time. Since news broke out in Hollywood around scandals involving numerous sexual assaults as well as with other predators in different workplaces and all over the world, sexual assault is no longer being tolerated. Although strides and resolutions have been made to prevent its casualties, it still appears there’s a long road ahead of ending it for good. Change doesn’t happen overnight. It’s challenging changing a culture even when something as tragic as rape is involved. When I’ve read and watched haunting stories about men and women who’ve been sexually assaulted, one common thing I’ve heard is what were they wearing? As ludicrous as that question must be for victims, what’s scary is the fact that the question is even presented at all. That question can be damaging to the victim, because the predator is the one at fault. Why is the victim being interrogated about their choice in clothing? Here you will find art exhibits showing clothes worn by different sexual assault survivors, further exploring this haunting question. No woman, man, child, or anyone else, deserves to have their space violated or to be victimized by someone, regardless of how they’re dressed. Also, no one should fear losing their employment, being granted opportunities, or be threatened by anyone in power who chooses to abuse their authority. It’s wrong but that kind of behavior still happens every single day, and sadly, isn’t always reported. I’ve actually met and spoke with two rape survivors, both women, who shared their stories with me. One of the things I found most disturbing about both of their assaults was that they each knew, trusted, and were well acquainted with the men who raped them. That was painful to learn. Awareness and accountability is growing, though. It’s incredible to see the #MeToo and #TimesUp movements supported by men and women from all different races, cultures, and social-economic backgrounds. There really is strength in numbers, because it’s going to take as many people as possible to end sexual assaults and rape culture for good. We’ve had enough casualties and I’m looking forward to change. 



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