I am angry. A group of mostly men who make decisions that affect us are telling us that our voices don’t matter and that our bodies are not our own. They are telling us that their votes that ignore women’s voices is not a referendum on women. How could it not be?
I am hurt. A man who cannot control his feelings is being believed above a woman. A brave woman who, despite being the victim, the one who should be angry, who has every right to be yelling and screaming, is calm and collected. She has told her story before Senators who do not believe her and do care about her experiences simply because she is a woman.
I am traumatized. I have never been assaulted, thank goodness. But like every woman, I have had a moment where I worried it might happen and can imagine it all too vividly. Have you seen the list of things men and women do to prepare for assault? Women think about it. Men don’t have to.
I am scared. A man who has been accused of sexual assault was approved to be on the Supreme Court. He has the power to tell every woman in the land what to do with their bodies. I have seen his rage and I shudder to think what he will do with this power.