My critical voice says, “I can’t believe you acted like such a slut,” and “You want to make it out like you are some kind of victim, but you went along with it, so don’t pretend to be so innocent…”

E says, “You were robbed. You were robbed of your innocence, so you didn’t get to have that incredible, innocent discovery of what your body could do in a loving, consensual, respectful relationship.”

She says, “You were robbed of the chance to develop your voice, to learn that you could make choices and speak up for yourself.”

I’m tired and a bit discouraged tonight, so I will go to bed and try to think gently about the girl who in some ways was very innocent and needed some guidance and protection that she didn’t get. Not getting those things–that wasn’t her fault.


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