I've never really had a strong fear of stranger rape. To me, it's about as useful as having a strong fear of being murdered by a serial killer, or beaten up by an anonymous mugger. It's so utterly black and white, open and shut that I couldn't possibly be at fault if such a thing happened. Yes, it would suck, and I would be a little less right in the head for a bit, but in the case of a stranger rape, it was nothing I did or didn't do to them --I was simply there. Maybe I could've arranged life to not be in the wrong place at the wrong time, but then it just would've happened to some other sweet little girl, who maybe would not be so able to deal with it.
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ninetydegrees
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on 2009-09-16 03:55 pm (UTC)~Sor