The conglomerate seems to want the world to believe that I not only knew that I was being videotaped in the shower in a homeless shelter in Vermont starting in 2011, but that I liked that it was happening and wanted to show off.
Like the bed bug bites all over my feet and ankles that were so bad that I finally went to the Emergency Room. The doctor told me that he had already treated several other people from the shelter that week, and that he had never seen such bad bed bug bites. The entire shelter was infested with them; you could feel them biting you at night.
Like the time that I had a headache that was so bad that I lay on the floor until I vomited.
Like the ingrown hair that I had on my thigh and couldn't see in the shower, so I put my leg outside the shower curtain so that I could squeeze it.
Like all the acne that I had all over my back.
Like all of the body hair that I didn't have the money to wax and had to shave when the shelter had razors available. Who doesn't want to shave between her butt cheeks for the camera?
All of that was done for the world's viewing pleasure. Thanks for giving me the chance to be so sexy in front of so many people for the rest of my life and even after I die.
I don't know where to put the sarcasm indicators for this page. Everything that I described is something that happened; how I feel about it is sarcastically written.
It seems to me that the conglomerate wants to blame this vicious and disgusting thing that it has done to me on me. It wants to absolve itself of responsibility and tell the lie that most sexual abusers like to tell, which is that I "wanted it."
Copyright L. Kochman, September 21, 2015 @ 8:39 p.m.
