Kristi Pahr

I have a confession to make. Target, meh. I’m just not that into it.

I’m frazzled, y’all; I’m a mess. I’m a basketcase of anxiety and stress and I need to chill.

I’m lazy as hell, you guys. I know it’s true and I’m not particularly ashamed.

Essential oils have become incredibly popular and can be found everywhere from your local farmer’s market and community festival to social media.

These women are from all over the world. They are from different socioeconomic brackets. Their assaults took place during different times over the last 35 years. The victims are completely different, but the stories are all so similar. Victims of assault, rape, harassment, coming forward, being brave and telling the truth, and being stigmatized, ostracized, blamed, ignored, ridiculed. People they love, people they trust, people whose job it is to protect them, blaming them for their assault. It’s common. Almost expected. That women are assaulted, harassed by men, is a given in our culture. That women are blamed is standard procedure. Is it really any wonder that the majority of sexual assaults go unreported? Is it really shocking that a woman would want to save herself additional trauma?

I have to go shopping tomorrow and I’m dreading it.

2016 sucked. If we can’t agree on anything else, I think we can all agree on at least that much.