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"I am a rape survivor. I cannot speak for every rape survivor; I can only describe my own experience. It is nothing like some of the recent politicians would like us to believe.
My name is Catherine Mary Redfern. I was 24 years old that day. I waited at the bus stop in my baggy sweats with my backpack, just having finished a long hike. An approaching pickup truck slowed down. The driver asked me if I needed a ride. I said no. He continued down the road, then he turned around. He was out of the truck and dragging me into the bushes before I could react.
For me, this is what rape is:
It was screaming so hard and for so long for help that didn't come. Screaming that made me lose my voice for four days.
It was fighting so hard for myself, that when I was finally alone and could see, I saw that I had no fingernails left - just bloody nail beds where my nails had been from fighting and scratching to fight off my rapist."