Monday, 4 March 2019
Outing my rapist: A #metoo post...
It's been about 13 years since the event happened, so I feel I should mention a few things about this. First off, I have to explain some details about what I described in "The Psychosis Diaries" - that rape scene, though heavily based on true events that transpired, had some critical details changed. The reason I did this was because I was too unnerved to discuss the intimate details of the rape, especially considering how psychologically vulnerable I felt at the time of making that comic, so certain things, like the actual orifice that was raped, were changed. I am not even sure what the rules of tasteful writing say about doing something like this, but I figured that because it happened to me, and was not just fiction for the sake of shock value, I was allowed to change things. Would I be more honest if I were to write it again? Would I even include this scene? I'm not sure.
It's time to out the disgusting creature that did this to me, seeing as I won't ever be reporting him to the authorities, whom I don't trust very much these days. His name is Kenneth Grimes, and he is someone who would hang near Bathurst and Queen, when I was trying to see about volunteering to help less fortunate people in that area at the time, while I was trying to better myself. There were no programs available to sign up for, so I began to just hang out and talk with people from that corner who were either homeless or verging on it. Things got messed up, I trusted him, he got me alone in a room, and it led to the incident.
I am now at a point as a person where I will fight harder to prevent men from doing things to my body ever again. I used to be more passive about allowing sickening men to touch me - now I will show them my inner Rottweiler if they so much as lay a finger on me... I have had it. One time I exploded at a sicko who started fondling me while I was in CAMH, and he immediately backed down. When I told the psychiatrist there about the event, she said I had behaved inappropriately, that I should have gone and fetched an orderly to stop it... cuz good girls don't defend themselves, I suppose. Horseshit. Just another reason to hate that place.
So yes, I am outing you, Kenneth Grimes, you rapist... may karma smite you for this, I hope you never harm another woman again.