Rape Culture.
Rape Culture
I was raped.
He took it all away.
And what could Athena do?
I do not blame her. She gave me power.
But she could not foresee what would happen next.
He was after me. A man. Again.
And what could I do?
Haunted down as a beast, I fought as hard as I could.
He used my body for his own purposes.
You might know him, must have heard of him before.
He’s a hero, after all.
And I’m a monster.
Do not give in to the rise of patriarchy.
Do not forget me.
Use me as a symbol.
This is my story, but it can be yours too.
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