989 days, 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 47 seconds later

989 days, 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 47 seconds later

To the small town, liberal arts college quarterback that sexually assaulted me, It’s been 989 days, 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 47 seconds since you assaulted me. I have a lot of things I’ve been wanting to say for the

A New Perspective

  Have you ever been so excited to start a project, but gotten lost in the details? That’s where I’m at. At my school, I’m now the president/spearhead of a club that is focused solely on sexual assault prevention. One

Everything happens for a reason, right?

It’s crazy how fast time flies sometimes. You go through the same motions day to day, and suddenly, it’s 6 months after you’ve been assaulted. A few months ago while on spring break, I was assaulted. I don’t feel the

Dating After Assault

I should probably title this “lack of dating,” because right now, I just don’t think it’s possible. I’ve slowly been feeling better since my assault – I’ve started reopening up to having friends of the opposite sex, I’m starting to not constantly