On the night before Christmas Eve, I went to visit someone I had thought was a friend from my youth. We attended kindergarten together. We went to the same elementary school. His mom Pat Hager was my Sunday School teacher one year at St. John’s Catholic Church in Wyndmere. I may have gone to his home with friendly intentions, but his own intentions were anything but friendly.
Every evening after dinner is done and I’ve washed and put away the dirty dishes, I sit on my couch beside my two cats and watch a movie, read a few pages from a book, or maybe play a video game to pass the time. However, these past several nights have been particularly difficult.
In my court hearing against rapist Aaron Lamb this past week, he called his ex-wife to the stand as a witness. Lamb also made reference to another person I had considered a friend, a fellow feminist, and an ally in the fight against rape culture. Third, he referenced a friend who had for a time in 2017 helped me to escape my marriage to a mortally-violent man. It breaks my heart that despite all the awareness spread by movement like #MeToo and #TimesUp that still some people (even people close to a survivor) still stubbornly and with great cruelty choose to side with the rapist instead of the people he has victimized.
When it comes to getting justice for rape survivors – the amount of time, effort, and emotional turmoil we are subject to is ridiculous. Were it not so traumatic, I would find it laughable.
In this final hour as I await my car and driver to transport me to the Cass County Courthouse, I feel butterflies bouncing around in my empty stomach. I spent the morning vomiting foam due to anxiety over facing rapist Aaron Michael Lamb in court. I am nervous… but I am not afraid.
Yep, you read it right I am training for a half marathon! Can you even believe it? I can’t even believe I’m writing it let alone running it next year. This healthier me update is an exciting one but also one with alot of mixed feelings – I’ll explain why later. I have loved so […]