I have posted a bit about the fact that I was molested as a child. With all the Woody Allen defense talk (I pretend no knowledge about that, whatsoever) I decided to Tweet about what had happened to me as so many people think we, the abused, are lying (for what bizarre purpose, I don't know).
I suppose I should not have been shocked that complete strangers accused me of lying. Those that did not do so blatantly asked how they could believe me without hearing the "other" side of the story.
Those people held themselves out to be members of Anonymous.
I described what happened in excruciating detail so people could understand how such abuse worked. I wound up in tears after being accused of lying. Why would I lie about something that happened 40 years ago?
It's not as if I have not named the man before. I named him on Twitter over a year ago. It was empowering. I did it again tonight.
I cried after perfect strangers said they could not believe me until they heard "his side." Really, Anonymouslulzdept? You want him to describe what my 11 year-old clit felt like to compare it to my humiliation?
That's what it's like to be accused of lying about child sex abuse. As a middle-aged women, still tormented by the occurrence.