Turn the Pain into Power.

2017 has been a rollercoaster of a year with so many disturbing events have unfolded resulting in amazing events occurring. One could not happen without the other. I have so many topics to discuss but I shall start from the

Ten Years On. Taking Action.

Ten years has gone by and I can remember the assault like it was yesterday. There was a time in the ten years that passed that it was easier to dwell on the event, let it consume me and let

Wonderful Women

Last week I started to write about Trump and his openness to sexual assault. Writing about it however made me so angry, and so I stopped for a breather, which lasted over a week. In that time I focused on other aspects

It’s on Us. All of Us.

Fellow blogger Elizabeth emailed the WYR team in the past few days to see how we were all doing. The Stanford Rapist case has hit us all hard. It hit us hard because it is the same story, the same

Becoming Healthy Again : Part Two.

Meditation is a great practice to incorporate into your daily lives. It is however not as easy as it sounds, I know it was not easy for me as my brain would not turn off and I was constantly thinking

Becoming Healthy Again (Part One)

After my assault, literally the next day I worked out at the gym across the street from my drama school. that gym was to become my second home. Before the assault I used to gym it about three days a

Start the Conversation.

The other night I performed once again in The Vagina Monologues, a show that is truly wonderful. It raises money and awareness to help stop sexual and physical violence toward women and men.   To me what is more wonderful

You Left Me There

I was recently in London for Christmas and the jet lagged kicked in like a dear friend I haven’t seen in a while. We had a good old catch up and in that catch up I got inspired to write

Persons, A, B and C

I recently watched a documentary called, ‘It Happened Here’ about college sexual assault survivors and their transitioning into activists. While watching the documentary a lot of truth rang true and it felt like someone had punched me in the gut.

What happens to everyone else?

When I got assaulted I was very vocal about the event, in a timid way however still very vocal. I told my family less then a week after it happened and my sister was one of the first people I