Confession #2: Compulsory Celibacy

A factor in my reluctance to enter into a romantic or sexual relationship is all the horror stories I hear from women that I don’t know and do know. I used to think, that won’t happen to me. I’m strong. I’m a feminist. I’m a bitch and I’m not afraid to wear that on my sleeve. But that was all a coping mechanism for the ugly reality of patriarchy. Because the truth is, it doesn’t matter how strong or feminist I think I am, I can still be a victim of domestic abuse or rape, and the fact that I can’t exert control over that is frightening.

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