Dating powerful woman
I was terrified of it, I didn’t know what had been in it, if it had been contaminated, who had touched it.I wanted to take off my body like a jacket and leave it at the hospital with everything else.I smiled at her, I told her to look at me, I’m right here, I’m okay, everything’s okay, I’m right here.My hair is washed and clean, they gave me the strangest shampoo, calm down, and look at me. She did not know that beneath my sweatsuit, I had scratches and bandages on my skin, my vagina was sore and had become a strange, dark color from all the prodding, my underwear was missing, and I felt too empty to continue to speak.The judge said he feared a longer sentence would have a “severe impact” on Turner, a champion swimmer who once aspired to compete in the Olympics — a point repeatedly brought up during the trial.
I had dried blood and bandages on the backs of my hands and elbow. I still remained calm, assured he was speaking to the wrong person. When I was finally allowed to use the restroom, I pulled down the hospital pants they had given me, went to pull down my underwear, and felt nothing.On that morning, all that I was told was that I had been found behind a dumpster, potentially penetrated by a stranger, and that I should get retested for HIV because results don’t always show up immediately.But for now, I should go home and get back to my normal life.I thought maybe, the pine needles had fallen from a tree onto my head. I was asked to sign papers that said “Rape Victim” and I thought something has really happened.My clothes were confiscated and I stood naked while the nurses held a ruler to various abrasions on my body and photographed them.