Grrrr. . .

Content Warning — Sexual Abuse

Grrrr ….

One of my first jobs as a teenager was at a local gym/fitness center. I was sixteen years old. I called people on the telephone and tried to sell them memberships. It was before the days of cell phones and telecommuting. I made my calls from a small room adjacent to the gym. I worked the evening shift. One evening I arrived at work and was met by one of the managers. He put his hands on my shoulders and then my butt, pulling me close, saying how good it felt and wouldn’t it be great for him to give me a body wrap (one of the gym’s services.) I froze. Didn’t know what to do. I honestly don’t remember what I did. I only remember how I felt. Trapped. Powerless. Disgusted. Ashamed.

Grrrr . . . .

I’m sixty-two years old and this memory still haunts me — makes me sick to my stomach.  I told my husband for the first time tonight.

Grrr . . .

Grrrr. . .

Grrrrrrrrrrr . . .

Roy Moore, Kevin Spacey, Harvey Weinstein, Donald Trump and so many other perpetrators, so many victims.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr. . . . .

 

 

 

 

 

 

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