Today I finally sat down to read the statement Brock Turner’s victim read aloud in court. You can read it here.
This woman has used her words in such a powerful way. She describes in detail how the sexual assault, and the year long trial that followed, derailed her entire life.
And, I’m angry. She deserves real Justice. Her attacker’s sentence is a joke!
But it’s more than just anger– it’s a fury. With the destructive power of a thousand blazing Suns.
I try not to tap into this fury often. It’s destructive power has the potential to take me down me as well.
Those that have been unfortunate enough to have it unleashed in their presence… Well… They try never to cross me again.
If my Survivor’s fury had the potential to manifest Karmic justice in the Universe, I would have heard of it on the News by now. The headlines would read something like: “Young man struck by lightning repeatedly on cloudless day”.
The question is, can I use my fury for good? Is that even possible? It seems like such a waste– so much feminine power and no way for me to harness it.
Good Christians don’t get angry, do they? Ha. I stopped trying to be a good Christian a long time ago. So, there’s that.
Maybe there is a cause that I could pour my fury into…
I’m going to contemplate that for awhile. Perhaps my fury rears its fiery head again because it wants to be made useful.
Any thoughts? I’m kind of fumbling in the darkness here…