[net.women] Rape or murder?

slb@drutx.UUCP (Sue Brezden) (06/05/85)

The question "Would you rather be raped or killed?" is being
discussed, and I would like to share some of my experiences.
Ordinarily, it is not a subject I talk about.  Especially in
a public forum.  But perhaps I have something to add.

I have been raped.  I have also come very close to being killed
(by stangulation--a wire coat hanger).  At separate times.  By 
the same man--my ex-husband.

I am still alive.  And I am glad that I was not murdered.  I
have had time to regain my self-respect.  To learn to enjoy
myself, to see my children grow and to find a good man who
loves me for me and not for what I can do for him.  If I was
killed back then, I would not have had these experiences.

Now perhaps rape is easier to take if it is done by a man close 
to you rather than a stranger.  But I tend to think not.  I lived 
with that man for 5 more years after those incidents took place.  
He never understood why I would flinch when he touched me, or why 
I was always so unsure of myself.  He still does not understand, I 
am sure, although I would never talk to him about it.  I am sure 
he feels in his own mind that he is innocent.  Somehow that made
it harder to recover--since the closest person to me reinforced
the feeling that I was wrong to feel the way I did.  I only started
to recover after I left him.

At any rate, I do know now that recovery is always possible--if one
lives.  It is not possible if one dies.  If faced with rape, torture,
or murder, I pick anything but murder.


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