The word triggered used to be a warning for posts that might be too much for people with mental illnesses. A “trigger warning” was placed on posts that dealt with sensitive topics and it was helpful because one could know if they should continue reading an article or not.
Nowadays, “triggered” is a sick meme/joke that Men’s Rights Activists (MRAs) and people who regard feminists as entitled or “choose to seem oppressed when really aren’t” on issues that should be discussed in a serious manner.
Especially when debating/discussing LGBTQ+ issues, #BlackLivesMatter, the wage gap, and reproductive issues, MRAs who can’t seem to present their opinions like an adult, either write “triggered” or post the “lady staring at computer screen feeling triggered” as if that will shut the other party up.
“Triggered” is being used to shame women and other people fighting for justice and hoping they’ll back down.
What these MRAs don’t realize, is that we’re not going to back down. How else is the world going to change for the greater good?
Watching the 2016 Olympic Games in Rio has been making me like a right failure.
Like seriously, Penny Oleksiak is 16 years old and winning silver and bronze in swimming. What was I doing when I was 16 years old? Nothing, that’s what. I was in high school almost failing out of math class and about to quit karate.
Katie Ledecky is 19 and has broken her own world record 5 times in a year. She has won more medals than I own karate belts. I barely accomplished anything last year. I’ve barely accomplished anything this year too.
Well, here’s to watching the Olympics while falling deeper into a quarter life crisis.
The other day, my mom told me of a female college student from Boston, MA who committed suicide because she was recently raped by a person from the same university.
This bit of information hit me extremely hard because suicide is not something you talk lightly about. And also because I’ve experienced firsthand what the suicide of a friend does to you emotionally and psychologically. It fucks you up. Badly. It fills you with guilt, because you’re beating yourself up over why you didn’t try harder to save them when it wasn’t even your fault in the first place.
I wonder if the rapist thought about the possibility of his victim ending her life when he did it. I wonder if he even thought of his victim as a human being capable of self destruction when he did it. I wonder if he even remembered that he was possibly ruining a young girl’s life when he did it.
“13% of rape victims attempt suicide” – Women Vote PA
If you think about this statistic, 13% is a lot of people. That’s 1 in every 7.5 people. Count all the friends you know that are rape survivors, and if you know 7-8 people, then 1 of them might end their lives. More importantly, if you’re a person who isn’t against rape/would rape someone, reflect on the above stat, and imagine if your sister/brother/best friend/girlfriend/boyfriend was the 1 out of 7.5, would you still have the same mindset?
I also wonder. I wonder if the rapist is someone who wants a power trip so bad that he/she is willing to damage another human being beyond repair for it; or if he/she is just an asshole who doesn’t think of the consequences of his/her actions.
Is it worth it?