Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am pretty sure my (private boarding) high school yearbook contains references to a gang rape. I have no idea how it wasn't caught, but maybe yearbook nerds are pretty innocent? I think I didn't realize myself until much later.
I actually just Googled the woman this morning, thinking of it.
Wow, geez flea.
My public high school was so big who knows what could have been going on. But it also meant it was big enough to find your people and mostly avoid too much insider/outsider drama. Middle school was much worse for bullying. (And elementary school, for me)
Ugh, flea.
Elementary school was worse for me too. By the time I got to high school, most people just ignored me.
I sometimes tell people I'm proud of having gotten through high school without being raped. It happened to other girls and I would have been an easy target, with no one to speak for me, so I was careful. And lucky.
This was in a public high school, in the '60s, with a very toxic culture. I got out of that school and that town the minute I could.
In high school I hated the fact that I was essentially treated as non-sexual (and I know that this isn't the experience of every person with a disability), but lately I'm starting to feel grateful for it.
I've become kind of fixated on this video. It seems to be something needed.
When I was a very naive freshman, a senior guy invited me to go out to his car at lunch. I couldn't think of any reason why I would want to go to his car and said no. Plus he was interfering with my reading time. It was many years before I realized what would likely have happened.
ha! saved by a book!
I was pretty wildly promiscuous in high school. Generally my friends at that time were the hippie set, and ya know make love not war and all that. I didn't encounter the depraved ugly sexual assault side of life until after my school years.
The single bad HS experience was a family friend boyfriend who said hurtful things about me, which was awful at the time. Later at his father's funeral he apologized profusely and was sincere in his regret. I forgave him with equal sincerity. A year later he committed suicide, stress of having to step into taking care of his father's business way before he was ready. He was a good looking, rich, entitled ass in his youth, but I believe he recognized it at some point and was trying to make amends. Blah.
thingswithwings posted a great vid recently about bi characters set to "Gettin' Bi" from Crazy Ex-Girlfriend.