The Stories We Tell About Sexual Assault — And The Stories We Don’t

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We tell ourselves stories so we may endure, so we can get through, or so we can cope with what we don’t want to remember. But the body remembers all; it remembers every sensation — the crash of clenched fist against gut, the warmth of a body in our arms, the dolor of being pushed away. It remembers what shouldn’t have been and what could have been. Each touch, each moment…