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What It Would Mean to See the Man Who Assaulted Me

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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.

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