Rape is any act of sexual intercourse that is forced upon a person.
That’s what they say.
But of course, it isn’t true.
Rape is when someone takes away your power, your identity, your free-will, and shows you that it doesn’t matter how hard you try, or what choices you make, or what you sacrifice, you cannot control your own fate.
Someone can walk into your life and rip away everything that ever meant anything to you, and you can’t stop them.
It’s surprising how much of that we don’t understand. I mean, we say shit like “Life isn’t fair” and “Some things are beyond our control” but we don’t really beleive it.
Of course life’s fair! Of course I can control everything! I can be anything I want to be, do anything I want to!
But that’s bullshit, isn’t it?
The door opens, and I cover my eyes against the blinding light. I whimper and try to cover my naked body with the grimy sheets, still smelling of stale sweat.
“Hey girl, you ready to play?”
Oh yeah, but the sex stuff?
They do that too.