again

So many pasts were ripped open today. So many of us went back to that one day/night/period of our lives when it happened, when we endured, when we suffered without even realizing what we were suffering because we were too young/naive/drunk/sober/naked/modestly-clothed to understand it. So many wounds ripped open. Even for those who didn't put it out there - *I hope you know your experience is no less valid if you aren't sharing it.

But amid the chaos that unfolded today, of women, men, humans sharing their trauma, putting it out there* because it's about fucking time we are seen, I see you. I see us - a sea of survivors coming together. And I pray this wave creates ripples. Changes something, somewhere. Even if it's for one person.

Me too.