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Unpacking ‘The Rape Kit’
I counted all the ways I was not enough. Looked for all the reasons I wasn’t worthy of walking among the healing, could these others see it on me? Could they smell it? Did the way I walked betray it? Emblazoned on my spine like a title: The Rape Kit. The Rape Survivor. The Rape Victim. The Rape. The Rape. The Rape that was as essential to me then as my own heartbeat. Maybe more.
Hineini: Here I Am
In truth, I was not ready for the Binding of Isaac. I was not ready to be sacrificed, so I made the sacrifices I found necessary. It is said that my soul was there at Sinai, that the choice had already been made for me. I was not ready.