dreamer.

So someone (they were anonymous) on Twitter tried to say that my claims of being raped/assaulted were fabricated and that I was caught red-handed and shunned by my friends.

They didn’t share any proof just wanted that my attack did not happen and I’m lying.

The audacity someone has to say those things is beyond me. No idea what I did to them to provoke such an attack of slander, but ya know. That’s the good thing about the Internet.

They were anonymous and I came forward, publicly, to denounce this lie. Whomever tweeted that I lied has zero ways to proving I was lying. Especially since I did not report any attacks (not my molestation as a child nor my date rape my junior year at UT). There’s never been an investigation to my claims. And I never shared the names of the men who did what they did to me.

I became public about my assaults a little over two years ago. In that time, I have had no fall out from any friends, no people questioning my story, nothing. So the fact that this person thought they could spread a lie like that is mind-boggling.

Myself and some other friends called this person out and they’ve not responded (which let’s hope they don’t because I refuse to have my trauma invalidated by some anonymous troll online).

I couldn’t sleep last night due to this. I felt sick to my stomach with anxiety because this is something of mine that’s been a fear. It took me a year to realize that what happened to me my junior year was even considered assault (ya know, just laying there frozen while this person has sex with my body. I didn’t say yes, I didn’t say no). And ever since then I’ve questioned if I’m just thinking too much on it because it wasn’t that bad. I wasn’t held at gunpoint, threatened, I was just frozen in fear because I didn’t know what to do. I most certainly did not want to have sex with this person, however.

It’s attacks like this, especially anonymous ones where you can’t even see your accuser’s face, that make it hard for survivors come toward and tell their stories. To tell their truth. It’s why we stay quiet. Because even if we have proof, you don’t believe us. If we somehow upset you in anyway, you accuse us of lying.

It’s despicable and I’m done with it.