A longform essay that I started nearly three years ago was published last week. Battle Dress was hard work to write: I was reckoning with decades-old sexual violence. For so many years, I felt like I had to keep this part of my life hidden. I didn't want to upset people or many anyone uncomfortable. I also did not want to be judged. To me, publishing this is a huge personal achievement. I am so happy to share this story--without shame and with much pride.
I don't have words, and I may not for a long time. Please check out this link to learn more about our dear K, who was my cousin and buddy. She has a formidable, hilarious, and generous spirit, and that's not going to change just because she left Earth. We take comfort in the fact that she lived with such fullness and determination and brought joy to so many people, including those she'd never met. In terms of the lives she touched, I have a feeling that we don't even know the half of it. On the site, there's a link to a fundraiser to support the Walsh-Rullman family, which will help cover medical expenses and also help her children heal. Please support them if you can.
Thank you, and so much love.