I loved him, but his jealousy reached fever pitch and his verbal abuse overpowered my desire to 'make it work'
Our breakup even seemed to make him funnier — who doesn’t love a guy who uses jokes to cope with his apparent heartbreak?
I couldn’t help but understand exactly how. Rape happens to people we know. It is committed by people we know — yes, even the ones who make us laugh. It happened to me, and I didn’t say anything for fear of being treated like those dozens of women who came forward against a powerful man who abused them. I feared being seen as a liar, as an attention-seeker, as anything less than a full human being with a truth to tell.
I feared being seen as a liar, as an attention-seeker, as anything less than a full human being with a truth to tell