Trust or not...
I've been thinking about trust lately. In the sense of whether we start out believing someone or not.
What does it say about us, as a society, as an individual, that we know - as fact - that most sexual violence, sexual assault, sexual intimidation, sexual harassment - is unreported, is committed by men against women, children, and other men, and happens every day, everywhere. And that we so often choose to say, "Oh, THAT girl asked for it." Or choose to believe that, "Women make false accusations all the time."
Instead of, "Yes, women are often treated as objects, because something is wrong in our society, and men have the physical strength and the political power to do so, unemcumbered by consequences or conscience."
Instead of, "Yes, that happened to me too, once, twice, or more. It was scary and I am still angry about it."
Instead of, "How can I raise my daughter to be safe? How can I raise my son to be a man who would never behave this way?"
It would be nice if we lived in a world where everything made sense. Where all bad acts were 'earned', and being good resulted in no harm. But since that's not reality, I try to offer respect and compassion. And teach my daughter and her friends how to honour themselves and each other.
It's the least I can do.