I want to watch Game Of Thrones because it’s all my friends ever talk about, and I want to be a part of that conversation.
But at the same time, it’s so fucking triggering, I don’t know how to get through an episode.
I’m about half way through the second season, and there is rape and female violence in every episode.
Most of the time, I just look away until I can’t hear a woman crying anymore, but that’s getting difficult.
I get that it’s part of the story line, I get that it’s part of that era or whatever. But I mean. EVERY episode.
I just.
Is there anyone else with this problem or just me?
Here’s what most people don’t understand.
Oscar Wilde: ‘Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.’
There are books and books on this, but to try to summarize it in two examples:
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My piano teacher was this old Russian woman who grew up in the Crimea. In her village, all the very old women walked with a severe limp.
The reason was that when the Turks invaded, they raped all the women and cut their Achilles tendon on the right side so that for the rest of their lives people would know they were trash that had been ‘violated’ by Turks.
Sex was used a weapon to shame the entire community, not just the women. -
In Afghanistan, a man stole another man’s property. To punish him, they raped his sister. This rendered his property spoiled and thus worthless to sell to a husband later.
In both cases, the bodies of women are merely property or tools for men to use to shame each other. This is not uncommon in human history.
here’s the part where Kat is upset.
I would put this in a read more, but I’m on my phone and I can’t find a way to do that. I have a recurring nightmare. I have to go through the same poop almost every night. Sometimes I can go right back to sleep. Sometimes I stay up and cry for an hour or two before sleeping. And sometimes I stay up all night because it’s so real and I’m so scared. Tonight was the last one. I’ve been in bed for about 7 hours, but only sleept for 1. The other 6 were filled with tears. When I wasn’t crying, I was lying in bed, staring at the shadows, making sure I was the only person in the room. Living through what I lived through 8 years ago was bad enough, why do I have to experience it again every night? When will I get better? When will his face leave my mind? When will I sleep soundly through the entire night? When will I be ok? When will I wake up and not feel the need to check my surroundings? WHY CAN’T I JUST FUCKING BE OK?
If you’ve never experienced rape, don’t you dare fucking say that it’s not that bad.
What the fuck is wrong with the world?
I spent the other night with this girl and everything she said she wouldn’t do was because she didn’t want to get raped.
And the way she said it, you could tell she was trying to be funny.
But here’s the thing, it wasn’t.
It’s not funny. Rape is never, and will never be funny.
There’s nothing humorous about someone forcing himself upon someone else.
And you never know if someone else in your group is a victim.
You never know if that’s the last thing to push them over the edge and kill or seriously harm themselves.
You never know how your words will affect someone. It’s not funny.
The original post was deleted while I was typing out my response, but I feel that after letting it out of my system, I need to let it into the internet.
Rape is not, nor will it ever be, funny.
