“My grandfather is a rapist.” I started saying these words to myself frequently, at unpredictable times. I would be riding the metro to work, or eating breakfast at my desk, and remember that my grandfather was a rapist.
"No, but he’s really hot," translates to "How did you trick someone like that into having sex with you?"
family history
I’m at a weird place in history, as are many of my female peers; I am the first woman in my line who has such a dramatically free reign over her destiny and her place in the world.