Trigger warning: this post contains explicit detail of sexual assault and rape.
In 2017, I was raped — by a progressive, liberal, acclaimed social justice advocate. Here is my story.
“Nervous?” he said.
It was nearly my turn to hit the stage. Someone with a headset had plonked me in a chair next to a strikingly good looking dude in a fitted “FEMINIST” t-shirt.
I nodded and laughed.
“Tell me about it.” He rolled his eyes, smiled at me, and winked.
This small acknowledgement of the insanity of the situation made me feel a bit better. Other speakers…