March 23, 1995 New York City 2:25 p.m. At first I tried to push the thick, wooden door of the doctor’s office the way you push any door to exit a building, but it wouldn’t budge, so I turned and gave it a shove with my back and shoulder. It was then that I locked […]
This story came up in my news feed this morning after reading the outpouring of support and encouragement from the readers of this blog regarding the story I wrote yesterday about being raped. This article makes so many excellent points about what it is like to be a female victim of rape. Please read it: […]
