Today I went on a ramble on my Instagram stories which I have since deleted as I made no sense and no point. I’m not good at getting my ideas across verbally, I have to write it down. I do it with arguments, with apologies, with important phone calls.
I’m a writer, not a talker. Always have been.
I was talking about the Me Too discussion that’s been dominating social media. If you haven’t seen it (where have you been?) women who have ever been sexually harassed or sexually assaulted, to any level, are sharing the simple phrase ‘me too’.
At first glance this seemed like a simple, accessible movement, that would allow us to try and share just how wide the impact of male sexual dominance and force is across the board. It is showing the world that no matter who you are, you have probably been the victim of sexual abuse, verbally or physically, and probably from a man.