That's what I keep telling myself: It's my responsibility to make sure that at least one more person knows that "No" doesn't mean "Convince me."

Isn't that bullshit? Someone commits a crime against you, and that become justification for treating you like a child?

Why are you asking? I'm willing to answer your questions, but not if it's morbid curiosity or a search for a way to blame me.

There's a wonderful agency where I'm located that got to the hospital as soon as they could. A counselor called me today to check up on me. I'm so grateful that there are people who do this work.

Thank you for the work that you do. I don't believe that the detective or police officers were being at all malicious in the questions they were asking. I think they just didn't know.

I was raped this weekend. From the moment that the police arrived until I finished giving my statement, I was in a state of shock. Not just that it happened, but that I heard every rape myth spewing from the mouths of people that were supposed to help me.

My dog does that too. She's a border collie, and has plenty of hair to keep her warm if it's above freezing. But...she's a princess.

Yeah, I'm not too offended by this. My husband gave me a KitchenAid mixer for my birthday. Did I turn it down because it was a stereotypically feminine item and he was oppressing me? No. I ran to the kitchen and made some amazing fucking cookies. And I even let him have one.

I wear a size six shoe. And I'm wearing red. Wanna go out?

Did anyone else click through to the article and immediately compare herself to the list?

I don't think anything with a soul should be treated as livestock. That's not (exactly) hyperbole, either. Dogs experience emotions in the same way people do. Same neurotransmitters and hormones, same facial expressions. Dogs get PTSD and depression. They have the same language comprehension as human toddlers.

I don't drink when I have my nephew staying with us. Not out of any qualms about drinking with kids in the home; it's because there is nothing worse than a three year old bouncing on you at 5 in the morning when you're slightly hungover.

My conservative christian parents almost died when I announced I wouldn't ever have kids. They said, "It will ruin your marriage." I replied, "Good thing we'll have so much extra money and free time to go to therapy."

It's true. Until they try it, they don't see that it's the hardest job you'll ever love.

My husband and I are child free. And we don't spend our nights binge drinking, crying about our empty lives into our crystal wine glasses (which we can have because tiny people aren't going to break them.)

It is. Maybe it's the social work in me coming out (currently an MSW student) but I think it can change.

The reason to discuss agency after a tragedy like this is:

The saddest thing about this story was her complete lack of agency. None of these actions were the girl's. Everything was done to her or for her.

He's the only reason I watch Grey's Anatomy.

Not a chance. Friends started posting pictures on facebook of themselves waiting in line as early as 4pm yesterday. That's just absurd. The only thing that could tear me away from Thanksgiving food and drinking would be... a free pony? Maybe a buy-one-get-one-free on new cars?