I need to understand everything, but I find it so hard because I also want to curl up in a ball and die.
Take your time, Alone, but know that understanding everything is an excellent way of converting despair into incandescent rage at the people who have hurt you.
And since justice never seems to be an option, we're left with a choice between repression and rage. I think the latter's a healthier place to be, psychologically speaking.
zebras I'm considering reporting Rapist Two of Three. My local force is known for over-reacting to limericks, and this dickhead is identifying as a woman now. Sort of worried I'm going to be painted as a vindictive transphobe (but if that happens at least I can shout like hell and use it to raise awareness).
But in the unlikely event of a conviction, I would have had a hand in artificially inflating female crime stats, and helping MRAs to be able to point at the data and say "see, women do it too!" Which means, in this situation, I can't report a rape without doing harm to women as a class. It's infuriating.
to Detroit. It's grim being at the sharp end of this ideology; thank you for refusing to submit and refusing to keep quiet. You're an inspiration.
(As an aside, does anyone else find it utterly crazy that camping is a thing in places with actual bears?)