I really dislike the word 'rape'. I'm being brave at fighting through my shame at being a victim, but as a guy it's really really really hard to accept that label. It just hurts. It's more painful than when I had to admit that I was an alcoholic. It's just the label that is so unbearable. Because it invites people to make all sorts of assumptions and value-judgements about you.. and let's face it... Jokes. I'm totally afraid of the consequences of coming out about it, but dammit... Tired of hiding it. Not that I want the potential ridicule and denigration that I might suffer...
As I've said before, men are not 'socially acceptable' as rape victims. It makes our culture extremely uncomfortable to face that it happens. It's a straight up assault upon accepted gender roles, and the result is often for people to make judgement as to the masculinity of the victim. I know I've questioned my own resolve and masculinity as a result of it. I'm certain that others, particularly internet trolls, would do the same; and at much greater volume.
So I'm not going 'super public' exactly. I'm not shouting it from the rooftops. But in an argument with a friend on facebook, who made the assertion that a woman shares blame for her rape if she is dressed provocatively, I brought up that I wasn't dress provocatively. Let me see if I can find my post...
-- I certainly wasn't dressed provocatively, but that didn't stop someone from molesting me in my sleep. When it happened, people made all sorts of excuses as to why it was my fault. "It was my fault for drinking too much. It should be excused because he had a bad childhood. I should have slept with the lights on so I could easily identify him." They employed every mechanism possible to derail and minimize the crime that had been committed. I'm sure that if it had happened at Weirdstock they would have cited my mode of dress as an excuse. But it's bullshit. There is no excuse, there is no circumstance, wherein a persons' vestments or behaviour constitutes a surrender of personal choice. --
So that's how I came out about it. Surprisingly, he then privately messaged me that he was molested as a child, and knew where I was coming from, but ofcourse he didn't want that being public knowledge. (Truth be told I'm afraid of saying that, worried that somebody from here might deduce his identity. Such paranoia)
But yeah, went public. I'm trying to be more courageous in life, and taking this on is definitely a test of my courage. Already I fear the repercussions. But I've already lost the things that I most feared losing on the day of my assault. I feared that group of friends excluding me. And they have. I haven't been invited back to the annual New Year's party at which it happened. Which is fine, I don't need to be around all that alcohol anyways. But my great fear was losing the ability to go to Weirdstock, our annual bacchanal. And that has happened as well...
I wasn't specifically barred from Weirdstock, but they invited the guy who did it, and therefore took his side in things. John, the guy who hosted the party, made a big deal about how 'we're all grown-ups, and shouldn't be consumed with making drama' which is true I suppose. But considering that all it take for Evil to triumph is for good men to stand by and do nothing; it is full on complicity for him to do nothing about it. All of them are aiding this rapist to avoid the consequences of his behaviour, through their own inaction.
I hate to say it, because personally I don't think life is a zero-sum game, but in the case of rape, you are either with the victim, or with the rapist; whether by action or inaction. And so John is with the rapist. So are some others, because they just don't want to look at the ugliness. I mean, we are basically a family of sorts, and I suppose they just don't want to rock the boat. f*ck 'em. Some of this family stuck with me. Some of them decided not to attend Weirdstock so as to stand in solidarity with me...
I guess it's true that you can determine a friends resolve during an ugly situation.
So yeah, that's me. I'm going to name and shame. I will no longer be complicit via my own inaction.
As I've said before, men are not 'socially acceptable' as rape victims. It makes our culture extremely uncomfortable to face that it happens. It's a straight up assault upon accepted gender roles, and the result is often for people to make judgement as to the masculinity of the victim. I know I've questioned my own resolve and masculinity as a result of it. I'm certain that others, particularly internet trolls, would do the same; and at much greater volume.
So I'm not going 'super public' exactly. I'm not shouting it from the rooftops. But in an argument with a friend on facebook, who made the assertion that a woman shares blame for her rape if she is dressed provocatively, I brought up that I wasn't dress provocatively. Let me see if I can find my post...
-- I certainly wasn't dressed provocatively, but that didn't stop someone from molesting me in my sleep. When it happened, people made all sorts of excuses as to why it was my fault. "It was my fault for drinking too much. It should be excused because he had a bad childhood. I should have slept with the lights on so I could easily identify him." They employed every mechanism possible to derail and minimize the crime that had been committed. I'm sure that if it had happened at Weirdstock they would have cited my mode of dress as an excuse. But it's bullshit. There is no excuse, there is no circumstance, wherein a persons' vestments or behaviour constitutes a surrender of personal choice. --
So that's how I came out about it. Surprisingly, he then privately messaged me that he was molested as a child, and knew where I was coming from, but ofcourse he didn't want that being public knowledge. (Truth be told I'm afraid of saying that, worried that somebody from here might deduce his identity. Such paranoia)
But yeah, went public. I'm trying to be more courageous in life, and taking this on is definitely a test of my courage. Already I fear the repercussions. But I've already lost the things that I most feared losing on the day of my assault. I feared that group of friends excluding me. And they have. I haven't been invited back to the annual New Year's party at which it happened. Which is fine, I don't need to be around all that alcohol anyways. But my great fear was losing the ability to go to Weirdstock, our annual bacchanal. And that has happened as well...
I wasn't specifically barred from Weirdstock, but they invited the guy who did it, and therefore took his side in things. John, the guy who hosted the party, made a big deal about how 'we're all grown-ups, and shouldn't be consumed with making drama' which is true I suppose. But considering that all it take for Evil to triumph is for good men to stand by and do nothing; it is full on complicity for him to do nothing about it. All of them are aiding this rapist to avoid the consequences of his behaviour, through their own inaction.
I hate to say it, because personally I don't think life is a zero-sum game, but in the case of rape, you are either with the victim, or with the rapist; whether by action or inaction. And so John is with the rapist. So are some others, because they just don't want to look at the ugliness. I mean, we are basically a family of sorts, and I suppose they just don't want to rock the boat. f*ck 'em. Some of this family stuck with me. Some of them decided not to attend Weirdstock so as to stand in solidarity with me...
I guess it's true that you can determine a friends resolve during an ugly situation.
So yeah, that's me. I'm going to name and shame. I will no longer be complicit via my own inaction.
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