I saw now that bad men existed who would take advantage of any weakness and insecurity they found when violating a victim. I saw it was not my fault; I did not choose to be raped or kidnapped. But now I was learning how to protect myself from the predators, to trust my No and my instinct and my strength. I was learning I was not to blame, I couldn't prevent men from trying to hurt me, but I could definitely fight back. And sometimes fighting back worked. Aspen Matis
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You can not prevent anyone from hurting you. You are not to blame for being raped or kidnapped, but you are responsible for your own safety.You have the right to fight back if you are being abused. With time, you will learn how to protect yourself from men who try to hurt you. You needn't blame yourself and be weak and vulnerable.

Source: Girl In The Woods: A Memoir

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