"Stand up for yourself," they say.
"Don't let anyone take advantage of you."
"Be careful when you go out at night."
"Don't wear anything promiscuous."
They tell me to do things. I must be the one to take the actions. I must defend myself.
If I can be told to do all of these things, then please tell him to stop staring at me. Tell him to stop following me. Tell him not to attack anyone.
It takes two to stop this crime.
26-year-old screenwriter, script editor, blogger and library assistant currently living in Bristol. English with Creative Writing Graduate, MA Scriptwriting Graduate . I am primarily a writer of film and TV scripts, with four pilots, four short films and a feature film under my belt, but also write blog posts, reviews, and fiction when in the right mood.
Wednesday 15 August 2018
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