Supreme Court Justice Brett Kavanagh. Those are words I never wanted to type, but here I am.

Has this topic been written about way too many times? Absolutely. Will I be writing about anything else? No.

I’m sorry, you’re probably annoyed with the amount of times you’ve read about him in the past little while. I get it, I’m annoyed with guys assaulting women and getting away with it.

I’m annoyed with being at work and listening to older men talk about how “stupid” this whole case is and how “what happens in high school should stay in high school.”

These men had this conversation less than 10 feet from me, a young woman who was sexually assaulted when she was 18.

They stood there and laughed about what a fool the woman who came forward was and how happy they were that this man’s life wasn’t destroyed by her accusations.
These men stood there in front of me and gave me flashbacks to the night I was almost raped.

I got lucky. A friend saved me from the situation I was in.

I didn’t report my assault. I didn’t even tell my parents until I published my last blog about it. We still haven’t actually had a conversation about it.

Why didn’t I tell anyone? Who would have believed me? I was drinking at a house party and for all they knew, things got carried away.

I thank anything that I believe in every day for the girl that night that noticed how uncomfortable and reluctant I was when I was dragged out of the living room and somewhere else.

I thank my lucky stars and any guardian angels I have that girls look out for other girls.

I’m still angry though.

I don’t get truly passionate about many things, but this will always get me fired up, anywhere, anytime.
Women should not have to learn from a young age that boys are superior.

Women should not have to remember not to drink too much, or not to wear that really cute skirt they got because it might be just a little too short. They’ll say she was asking for it.

Women should not have to walk with keys between their fingers as soon as it gets dark, just in case.

Women should be believed when they come forward about assault.
The word of a man should not be valued more than a woman’s.

Men, I have a word of advice to you. Ask your sisters, your friends, your daughters, hell, ask your mom how many times they’ve experienced sexual assault in their life.

Maybe next time you’ll think about them when you’re talking in front of the hostess at that restaurant about how that women was lying.

Maybe next time, you’ll think.