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What It Would Mean to See the Man Who Assaulted Me

Lately, I’ve been thinking about the “Event” a lot. I’ve relived it many times over this past week. Not so much in a way that makes me sad, but I guess in a way that is trying to make me understand it better. I know what happened. I know what it did to me. I know what didn’t happen and I know what I wanted to be done. But there’s still the unknown.

Why me? What made me the chosen one? Seeing myself now and where I’ve landed after, I know I would have never wished for it to not be me. Because if it wasn’t me, would my fate have become someone else’s? I was OK enough to survive it and its aftermath. But would another girl have been able to?

I don’t know the answer to that and I’m glad. I got through it and I never had to hear a story of

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sadness: Readers Choice

Lately, I’ve been thinking about the “Event” a lot. I’ve relived it many times over this past week. Not so much in a way that makes me sad, but I guess in a way that is trying to make me understand it better. I know what happened. I know what it did to me. I know what didn’t happen and I know what I wanted to be done. But there’s still the unknown.
As someone who has spent the better part of 20 years with treatment-resistant depression, I’ve spent countless hours researching the “newest” advances in treatments. For every new medication that came out, I was studying the mechanism of action to see if it was actually any different from the rest.

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