The culture was too strong to dismantle alone. Paul's, where entrenched traditions allow girls to be treated as objects, or targets, in games of sexual conquest. We talked about how difficult it was to challenge the status quo at St.
I even distanced myself from my family and wondered if life would be easier for everyone if I were gone. Classmates openly stared or averted their eyes when I was around.
CHESSY PROUT LIAR CRACKED
Other students cracked age-of-consent jokes. Guilt and shame consumed my every thought when I returned to campus, a tight-knit boarding school community of roughly 500 students. Nothing could prepare me for the victim-blaming that ensnares survivors of sexual assault.
When news broke of Owen Labrie's arrest in the summer of 2014, I was shocked by online comments calling me a slut and a liar. If I hadn’t done anything wrong, then someone had done something wrong to me. Why did I leave my dorm room that night? I had said no to my attacker, but why didn't I kick and scream? In some ways, it was easier to blame myself than accept that I was the victim of a crime. I questioned myself non-stop for months - scratch that - for years after being sexually assaulted. I tried to convince myself that things couldn't be that bad, because I was still alive.
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