In a powerful essay, “MeToo,” Seattle Storm forward Breanna Stewart discussed the sexual abuse she suffered as a child.
I do know that I’m doing something completely outside of myself by writing this. In fact, this is one of the most difficult things I’ve ever done and will ever do. But I was recently reading McKayla Maroney’s personal account of sexual abuse — one of many powerful stories the #metoo campaign has inspired — and I felt … less alone.
Maybe that’s the point. Our experiences are different. How we cope is different. But our voices matter.
I also thought about what my dad has said to me more than once:
“It’s not a dirty little secret. When you’re comfortable with it, and when you’re comfortable being open about it, you could save someone’s life.”
That’s why I’m writing this. This is bigger than me.
Such powerful words. What courage it took to write them. Like many others, I felt a lot of love towards Stewart when I read the piece this morning.
I’ve known many women who have been victims of sexual abuse, and it can really take a toll on a life. Stewart’s dad is right that in her telling her story, she will show someone out there that she isn’t alone. That’s worth everything.
Thank you, Breanna Stewart, for your unselfish bravery. We owe you a debt.