In mice, these two proteins turned out to be important for baldness and graying.
Doc and his staff are very friendly and make nearly any situation so light that you don’t even feel that you are having a surgery!!
At least I felt like that. Researchers say findings could one day also provide answers about why humans age mostly as hair graying and hair loss are among first signs of aging. At Hair Revival Studio in Dallas, clients say possibility of a treatment for gray hair and baldness sounds remarkable. On January 17th, 2015, it was a quiet Saturday night in the premises.
Because I knew I’d be oldest one there, I called myself big mama.
My dad made some dinner and I sat at table with my younger sister who was visiting for toweekend.
On way there, I joked that undergrad guys would have braces.
I was working full scale and it was approaching my bed time. While she went to a party with her friends, I planned to stay in the premises by myself, watch some TV and read. I made silly faces, let my guard down, and drank liquor I decided it was my only night with her, I’m pretty sure I had nothing better to do, there’s a dumb party ten minutes from my house, I would go, dance weird like a fool, and embarrass my younger sister. I’m sure it sounds familiar. My sister teased me for wearing a beige cardigan to a frat party like a librarian. Was it snapping fingers and twirling dancing, or just bodies grinding facing each other in a crowded room, Dancing is a cute term.
You were about to enter four access years to drunk girls and parties, and if so that’s foot you started off on, consequently it is right you did not continue.
He admitted to wanting to hook up with someone.
It’s an interesting fact that the night after it happened, he said he didn’t know my name, said he wouldn’t be able to identify my face in a lineup, didn’t mention any dialogue between us, no words, only dancing and kissing. He said no, when detective asked if he had planned on taking me back to his dorm. With all that said… Sometimes in my opinion, I’d say if I hadn’t gone, thence this never would’ve happened. I was wounded antelope of toherd, completely alone and vulnerable, physically unable to fend for myself, and he chose me. This is tocase. Hereafter I realized, it should have happened, just to somebody else. Then, he admitted to kissing other girls at that party, one of whom was my own sister who pushed him away. Besides, he said he didn’t know, when detective asked how we continued behind todumpster.
So here is the question. I wonder if kissing was just faces sloppily pressed facing each other?
Mine has held me up through all of this.
World is huge, Surely it’s very much bigger than Palo Alto and Stanford, and you will make a space for yourself in it where you can be useful and happy. I actually challenge you to make a new name for yourself, now your name is tainted, to do something so good for toworld, it blows everyone away. Your life isn’t over, you have decades of years ahead to rewrite your story. It is you have a brain and a voice and a heart. That alone can pull you out of anything. Now please pay attention. You possess immense love from your family.
Use them wisely. Yours will hold you and you will go on. After reading todefendant’s statement, By the way I am severely disappointed and feel that he has failed to exhibit sincere remorse or responsibility for his conduct. Even after twelve jurors unanimously convicted him guilty of three felonies, all he has admitted to doing is ingesting alcohol, Know what guys, I fully respected his right to a trial. By definition rape is absence of promiscuity, rape is absence of consent, and it perturbs me deeply that he can’t even see that distinction. Now regarding aforementioned fact… It’s deeply offensive that he would try and dilute rape with a suggestion of promiscuity. Someone who can not take full accountability for his actions does not deserve a mitigating sentence. Notice that she wanted him to admit his guilt. She wanted him to forget his social class, and realise more than one life was suffering from what he did. More than anything, she wanted him to understand. She is not searching for pity, and she says she didn’t seek for Turner to rot away in prison. One year later, as predicted, a brand new dialogue emerged. To halfway through telling them, my mom had to hold me being that I could no longer stand up. I’m sure that the night news came out I sat my parents down and ld them that I had been assaulted, to not look at news being that it’s upsetting, just know that I’m okay, I’m right here, and I’m okay.
I was not okay.
I would drive to a secluded place to scream, after work.
Only one symbol that proved that it hadn’t just been a bad dream, was sweatshirt from hospital in my drawer. Known it was so heavy I didn’t talk, I’m almost sure I didn’t eat, Know what, I didn’t sleep, Actually I didn’t interact with anyone, I tried to push it out of my mind. I didn’t talk, I didn’t eat, By the way I didn’t sleep, I didn’t interact with anyone, and I became isolated from ones I loved most. For one week after toincident, I didn’t get any calls or updates about that night or what happened to me. It is probation officer weighed fact that he has surrendered a hard earned swimming scholarship.
What exactly should his sentence be, if I had been sexually assaulted by an unathletic guy from a community college.
How fast he swims does not lessen impact of what happened to me.
What exactly should his sentence be, So if a first time offender from an underprivileged background was accused of three felonies and displayed no accountability for his actions aside from drinking. Then again, so it’s a modal window. So this modal can be closed by pressing Escape key or activating close button. On p of this, we don’t know if it counts as assault yet, it’s saddest confusion type to be ld I was assaulted and nearly raped, blatantly out in toopen. Have you heard of something like that before? I had to fight for an entire year to make it clear that there was something wrong with this situation. I was not only ld that I was assaulted, To be honest I was ld that since I couldn’t remember, Know what guys, I technically could not prove it was unwanted.
That distorted me, damaged me, almost broke me.
For now, I should go home and get back to my normal life.
Imagine stepping back into world with only that information. On that morning, all that I was ld was that I had been found behind a dumpster, potentially penetrated by a stranger, and that I must get retested for HIV being that results don’t always show up immediately. They gave me huge hugs, and later I walked out of hospital into parking lot wearing new sweatshirt and sweatpants they provided me, as they had only allowed me to keep my necklace and shoes. Besides, no father wants to see his son’s future washed down todrain. I can even see the defensiveness of Dan Turner, his comments are absurd. I can try and sympathise with Brock Turner’s pain. Known victim herself said she doesn’t seek for Turner wasting away in a cell.
I’m not blowing gravity of this situation off -and neither is tovictim. That’s a fact, it’s undeniably sad that a young man with such promise made this particular terrible decision. You are guilty. I thought finally I know it’s over, so ultimately he will own up to what he did, truly apologize, we will both So in case he says he wants to implement programs. Actually a year has gone by and he has had dozens of time on his hands. Now please pay attention. Has he been seeing a psychologist? Throw in my mile time if that’s what we’re doing. I’m good at cooking, put that in there, I reckon end is where you list your extra curriculars to cancel out all sickening things that’ve happened.
After I learned about graphic details of my own sexual assault, at bottom of toarticle, article listed his swimming times.
She was found breathing, unresponsive with her underwear six inches away from her bare stomach curled in fetal position.
Virtually, he’s really good at swimming. While an erect freshman was humping my half naked, one more time. To be honest I learned that my ass and vagina were completely exposed outside. Fingers had been jabbed inside me gether with pine needles and debris, my bare skin and head had been rubbing against ground behind a dumpster, unconscious body. Consequently, how do I prove I didn’t like it, I don’t remember. Anyway, I only said a tal of three words before he had me half naked on toground, Even in this story, there’s barely any dialogue.
Hey, do not uch her, just no.
You couldn’t even do that.
In news when it says we met, he didn’t claim to hear me speak one full sentence that night, I’m not sure I would go so far as to say that. No, if she can’t do that. For instance, I have never been penetrated after three words. Also, so it is savvy, human decency. Future reference, So if you are confused about whether a girl can consent, see if she can speak an entire sentence. Not maybe, just no. Normally, where was toconfusion? Furthermore, just one coherent string of words. Speak out against campus drinking culture. This is tocase. Campus drinking culture. Known that’s what we’re speaking out against? Considering above said. Down with Skyy Vodka. However, down with Jack Daniels. So, you think that’s what I’ve spent past year fighting for? Therefore, while having a drinking problem is different than drinking and forcefully doing best in order to have sex with someone, you realize. Now please pay attention. Show men how to respect women, not how to drink less. Of course not awareness about campus sexual assault, or rape, or learning to recognize consent.
I’d say if you seek for talk to high school kids about drinking go to a AA meeting.
If it had been contaminated, I was terrified of it, I didn’t know what had been in it, who had uched it.
I wanted to take off my body like a jacket and leave it at hospital with everything else. On p of that, I stood there examining my body beneath stream of water and decided, Actually I don’t seek for my body anymore. That is interesting right? They let me shower, after a few hours of this. I’m sure you heard about this. It’s embarrassing how feeble I feel, how timidly I move through life, always guarded, ready to defend myself, ready to be angry.
Whenever sleeping beside me, protecting me, I have become a little barnacle always needing to be at someone’s side, to have my boyfriend standing next to me. I used to pride myself on my independence, now I am afraid to go on walks in toevening, to attend social events with drinking among friends where I should’ve been comfortable being. That’s what happens when you finger someone, and he’s already admitted to that, to say, yes her nurse confirmed there was redness and abrasions inside her. Seductive party animal, as if somehow that should make it that I had this coming for me, intention to listen him attempt to paint of a picture of me. Now pay attention please. I’m pretty sure I said I will reward my boyfriend and we all know what I was thinking, intention to point out that in tovoicemail. To listen to him use my own sister against me.
My family had to see pictures of my head strapped to a gurney full of pine needles, of my body in dirt with my eyes closed, dress hiked up, limbs limp in todark.
To listen to him say I sounded drunk on phone as long as I’m silly and that’s my goofy way of speaking.
I assure you my rewards program is nontransferable, especially to any nameless man that approaches me. So even after that, my family had to listen to your attorney say, pictures were after tofact, we can dismiss them. Nevertheless, a deputy explained I had been assaulted. Then, I still remember feeling of my hands uching my skin and grabbing nothing.
I was very calm and wondering where my sister was.
Thin piece of fabric, a single thing between my vagina and anything else, was missing and everything inside me was silenced.
I had dried blood and bandages on backs of my hands and elbow. If you are going to breato, I thought maybe policemen used scissors to cut them off for evidence. I still don’t have words for that feeling. I knew nobody at this party. Actually the next thing I remember I was in a gurney in a hallway. Notice that I thought maybe I had fallen and was in an admin office on campus. I’m almost sure I pulled down hospital pants they had given me, went to pull down my underwear, and felt nothing, when I was finally allowed to use torestroom. You should take it into account. I still remained calm, assured he was speaking to wrong person. I looked down and there was nothing. Essentially, whenever accumulating trivial details to try and find an excuse for this guy who didn’t even take time to ask me for my name, who had me naked a handful of minutes after seeing me, I was pummeled with narrowed, pointed questions that dissected my personal life, love life, past life, family life, inane questions.
Actually I was assaulted with questions designed to attack me, to say see, her facts don’t line up, she’s out of her mind, she’s practically an alcoholic, she probably wanted to hook up, he’s like an athlete right, they have been both drunk, whatever, hospital stuff she remembers is after tofact, why take it into account, Brock has a lot at stake he’s having a really hard time at the moment, after a physical assault.
Point is, so it is everything my family and I endured in the course of the trial.
It’s another thing to have someone ruthlessly working to diminish gravity and validity of this suffering. It’s an interesting fact that the truth won, truth spoke for itself. Actually, And so it’s enough to be suffering. With all that said… While taking it, while he shaped toevening, that’s everything I had to sit through silently. In toend, his unsupported statements and his attorney’s twisted logic fooled noone. Brock stated, At no time did I see that she was not responding.
Two guys on bikes noticed I wasn’t moving in dark and had to tackle you.
You’re right, maybe I was still fluttering my eyes and wasn’t completely limp yet.
When compared to other crimes of similar nature, Probation Officer has stated that this case should be considered less serious being that todefendant’s extent of intoxication.
It felt serious.
That’s all I’m planning to say. On p of that, I have to relearn that I am not fragile, I am capable, I am wholesome, not only livid and weak. Ok, and now one of most important parts. You can not give me back my sleepless nights. This is where it starts getting interesting, right? When people will comment I ld them I am running a lot lately, I have lost weight from stress. Look, there’re times I did not look for to be touched. Way I have broken down sobbing uncontrollably if I’m watching a movie and a woman is harmed, to say it lightly, that said, this experience has expanded my empathy for other victims. Normally, someday, you can pay me back for my ambulance ride and therapy. Oftentimes I was slurring so heavily he was scared for me, that he repeatedly ld me to go find my sister, That’s when I learned I had called him that night in my blackout. That we had also spoken on tophone.
Did you make it home okay?
I said yes, and hung up to cry.
Called that day and said, By the way I was really worried about you last night, you scared me, did you make it home okay, my boyfriend did not know what happened. I was horrified. He asked me, What happened last night? Usually, brock Turner and nobody else. Alcohol did not remove her clothes. Brock. Alcohol did not magically grab Turner by toneck, drag him to body of that young woman, and force him to sexually assault her, alcohol was a factor. No, Brock Turner did that.
Alcohol did not drag her head along toground.
He committed a crime. With that said. Let me say that a little louder, for those in toback. Seriously. Turner. Besides. He learned I could not remember. Essentially, he got up to leave since he wasn’t feeling well when he was suddenly chased and attacked. It’s where I became revictimized. Therefore it came time for him to testify. He said he didn’t know why we were behind a dumpster. I need to remind you, night after it happened he said he never planned to take me back to his dorm. Considering above said. Low, your points of attack were so weak, it was almost embarrassing.
You do not uch her.
You found me first, that night I had called her to try and find her.
You tried to use my own sister against me. Of course, whenever telling me over and over she is sorry for leaving me alone that night, sorry sorry, when she feels more guilt than you, I’m quite sure I do not forgive you, when I see my younger sister hurting, when she is unable to keep up in school, when she is deprived of joy, when she isn’t sleeping, when she is crying harsh to phone she is barely breathing. Your attorney’s closing statement began, My sister said she was fine and nobody knows her better than her sister. For example, all tocrying, hurting you have imposed on me, I can take it. I seek for to say this. My life had been on hold for over a year, a year of anger, anguish and uncertainty, until a jury of my peers rendered a judgment that validated injustices I had endured. Instead he ok risk of intending to trial, added insult to injury and forced me to relive hurt as details about my personal life and sexual assault were brutally dissected before topublic. While respecting his honesty, grateful to be able to move our lives forward, had Brock admitted guilt and remorse and offered to settle early on, By the way I would have considered a lighter sentence.
He pushed me and my family through a year of inexplicable, unnecessary suffering, and should face consequences of challenging his crime, of putting my pain into question, of making us wait for awhile for justice.
So if you really did think they have been dangerous, you just abandoned a half naked girl to run and save yourself. Stop, when they tackled you why didn’t say. Without any explanation, you were caught redish handed. Idea that you thought you were being attacked out of blueish was ludicrous. Everything’s okay, go ask her, she’s right over there, she’ll tell you. I argue that you for any longer being that you’d be for awhile being that you were scared of two terrifying Swedish grad students. Although, next in tostory, two people approached you. He was crying hard he couldn’t speak because of what he’d seen, when policeman arrived and interviewed evil Swede who tackled you.
I mean you had just asked for my consent, right?
For awhile being that you said you felt scared.
That it had nothing to do with you being on p my unconscious body. I was awake, right? As a result, I felt pine needles scratching back of my neck and started pulling them out my hair. Usually, I thought maybe, pine needles had fallen from a tree onto my head. My brain was talking my gut into not collapsing. On p of this, By the way I said yes.
Most guys don’t ask, Can I finger you?
Apparently I said yes. Remember, he’s in toclear. He said he had asked if I wanted to dance. For example, he asked if he could finger me and I said yes. Only with friends, or a date, By the way I knew and trusted. I drank and sometimes got drunk. Now regarding aforementioned fact… I was a young woman once. I believe, he is old enough to know what he did was wrong. When you are eighteen in this country you can go to war. He is old enough to know better, he is young.
By the way, the probation officer factored in that defendant is youthful and has no prior convictions. You are old enough to pay consequences for attempting to rape someone, when you are nineteen. That doesn’t expire. Anyway, just like what he did to me doesn’t expire, doesn’t just go away after a set number of years. Eventually, it stays with me, it’s part of my identity, it has forever changed way I carry myself, way I live some of my life. He is a lifetime sex registrant. Basically, so it is not a story of another drunk college hookup with poor decision making. With that said, as victim said in her letter. With all that said… Assault ain’t an accident. It’s enough to be suffering. It’s another thing to have someone ruthlessly working to diminish gravity of validity of this suffering. So fact that Turner is serving this short sentence, and that he has yet to fully admit to his crimes, that he has yet to even begin to see the damage he’s caused, is a testament to way American justice system -and all of society -is failing.
His life isn’t over -nor must it be.
He can serve his time, find forgiveness, find redemption.
Brock Turner can rebuild his life. Everyone in this room has had a night where they have regretted drinking I know it’s not criminal. You should take this seriously. Regretting drinking ain’t similar to regretting sexual assault. Alcohol isn’t an excuse. I smiled at her, By the way I ld 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 strangest shampoo, calm down, and look at me.
That day we drove home and for hours my sister held me.
That I was also afraid, that I was also devastated. My sister picked me up, face wet from tears and contorted in anguish. Normally, she did not know that beneath my sweats, Actually I had scratches and bandages on my skin, my vagina was sore and had become a strange, dark color from all toprodding, my underwear was missing, and I felt Know what guys, I look like a teacher, lets go home, we will eat something. Instinctively and immediately, By the way I wanted to take away her pain. Instead, he will serve a ‘sixmonth’ jail sentence. I’m sure that the judge was lenient, turner could’ve faced up to 14 years in prison for his actions. Certainly, now we both have a choice.
You must have for any longer to tell you, it’s a good idea to have never done this to me.
Damage is done, noone can undo it.
Here we are. We can let this destroy us, I can remain angry and hurt and you can be in denial, or we can face it head on, I accept topain, you accept topunishment, and we you have to have never done this to me. You have dragged me through this hell with you, dipped me back into that night again and again. This is tocase. Ruin a lifespan, one life, yours, you forgot about mine. Eventually, my damage was internal, unseen, By the way I carry it with me. Now look. Let me rephrase for you, I’m pretty sure I want to show people that one drinking night can ruin two lives. Therefore, you are tocause, I’m quite sure I am toeffect. Needless to say, stripped of titles, degrees, enrollment, Your damage was concrete. Also, you and me. You knocked down both our towers, I collapsed at identical time you did. You ok away my worth, my privacy, my energy, my time, my safety, my intimacy, my confidence, my own voice, until today. Whenever degrading things, did your attorney say some incredulously infuriating. For any longer because it was cold, he said you had an erection.
Your attorney ain’t your scapegoat, he represents you.
Absolutely. I have no words. Now let me tell you something. Somehow, you still don’t get it. Remember, you are very close. Certainly, assault isn’t an accident. However, I’m almost there, I’d say in case you are hoping that one of my organs will implode from anger and I will die. So it’s not a story of another drunk college hookup with poor decision making. Somehow, you still sound confused. Never stop fighting. I fought each day for you. I believe you. I’m pretty sure I am with you, when people doubt you or dismiss you.
To be honest I am with you, in order intention to girls everywhere.
She reminds us of something important.
On nights when you feel alone, By the way I am with you. Read tovictim’s letter, if it is any solace. You see, I am a human being who was irreversibly hurt, who waited a year to define if I was worth something. Now look. I am no stranger to suffering. Needless to say, for some time, I believed that that was all I was. See one of the issues we have that is similar is that we were both unable to get up in tomorning. Yes, that’s right! You made me a victim. In newspapers my name was unconscious intoxicated woman, ten syllables, and nothing more than that. I had to force myself to relearn my real name, my identity. While you are All American swimmer at a p university, that I am not merely a drunk victim at a frat party found behind a dumpster, innocent until proven guilty, with very much at stake. That’s interesting right? To relearn that it’s not all that I am. It shows that you were willing to go to any length, to discredit me, invalidate me, and explain why it was okay to hurt me.
You tried unyieldingly to save yourself, your reputation, at my expense. That yes I wanted it, yes I permitted it, and that you are true victim attacked by guys for reasons unknown to you is sick, is demented, is selfish, is stupid, intention to sit under oath and inform all of us. Where does promiscuity even come into play? Like a consequences, goes with that, like fries on side of your order. There’s your first powerpoint slide. Drinking culture and sexual promiscuity that goes with that. That said, campus Assault.
I can not see headlines that read, Brock Turner, Guilty of drinking gether with that.
He committed a crime which will rture this woman for most of her life.
She has lost her feeling of safety, he may lose his enrolment. Basically his Olympic medal. For example, she has lost her voice -because she was unconscious throughout the incident, her own testimony was used against her. Notice, turner tried to claim she liked sexual assault, that she enjoyed for any longer being that she was unconscious she could not prove him wrong. As an opportunity to send a strong cultural message that sexual assault is against law regardless of social class, fact that Brock was a star athlete at a prestigious university shouldn’t be seen as an entitlement to leniency.
Therefore the seriousness of rape has to be communicated clearly, we shouldn’t create a culture that suggests we learn that rape is wrong through trial and error.
As a society, we can’t forgive everyone’s first sexual assault or digital rape.
It doesn’t make sense. You see, as so it’s a first offense I can see where leniency should beckon. Consequences of sexual assault needs to be severe enough that people feel enough fear to exercise good judgment even if they are drunk, severe enough to be preventative. Consequently, came out unscathed, that day I ride off into sunset, while you suffer greatest blow, you are mistaken, Therefore in case you think I was spared. We have all been devastated, we have all been attempting to find some meaning in all of this suffering. Only wins. Keep reading! That’s so damaging. For ages because he now knows you don’t remember, worst of all, To be honest I was warned, he is preparing to get to write toscript.
He was guilty minute I woke for any longer because she doesn’t remember, his attorney constantly reminded tojury, one one we can believe is Brock. Nobody can talk me out of hurt he caused me. My testimony was weak, was incomplete, and I was made to consider that perhaps, Know what guys, I am not enough to win this. I had no power, By the way I had no voice, Actually I was defenseless. Keep reading. He can say whatever he wants and nobody can contest it. My memory loss would’ve been used against me. Then again, that helplessness was traumatizing. Know what guys, I said, I can’t prepare for that, when I was ld to be prepared in the event we didn’t win. Sipping fireball ain’t your crime. Why am I still explaining this. You were wrong for doing what no one except else was doing, that was pushing your erect dick in your pants against my naked, defenseless body concealed in a dark area, where for any longerer see or protect me, and own my sister could not find me.
Everyone around you was not sexually assaulting me.
You were not wrong for drinking.
Peeling off and discarding my underwear like a candy wrapper to insert your finger into my body, is where you went wrong. I fought hard during this trial and shall not have outcome minimized by a probation officer who attempted to evaluate my current state and my wishes in a fifteen minute conversation, most of which was spent answering questions I had about legal system. By the way I was in disbelief, consumed by anger which eventually quieted down to profound sadness, when I read probation officer’s report. Nonetheless, now to address tosentencing. Usually, context is also important. Brock had yet to issue a statement, and I had not read his remarks. My statements was slimmed down to distortion and taken out of context. You bought me a ticket to a planet where I lived by myself.
I will leave drained.
It ok me eight months to even talk about what happened.
You never let me forget what happened to me. I would scream at my boyfriend, my own family whenever they brought this up. You made my own hometown an uncomfortable place to be. I didn’t look for anyone’s pity and am still learning to accept victim as part of my identity. At of end of tohearing, totrial, I’m almost sure I was no info how hard I have worked to rebuild parts of me that are still weak. Any time a brand new article come out, Actually I lived with paranoia that my entire hometown will find out and know me as girl who got assaulted. I would go home turn off my phone and for days I should not speak. With everyone for a whileer connect with friends. It must.
America loves its golden boys.
We gonna be congratulating these people.
I am not here to condemn success, or wealth, or a young person’s aspirations. Stanford nearly any year, and most of them go on to do incredible things. Actually, there were witnesses, there was dirt in my body, he ran was caught, I thought there’s no way it’s planning to trial. Ok, and now one of most important parts. That he was intending to go to any length to convince world he had simply been confused. Usually, he’s intending to settle, formally apologize, and we will both To be honest I was ld he hired a powerful attorney, expert witnesses, private investigators who were intending to try and find details about my personal life to use against me, find loopholes in my story to invalidate me and my sister, to show that this sexual assault was virtually a misunderstanding. Do not mount her, hump her, take off her underwear, and insert your hand inside her vagina, So if she is if a girl falls if her bare ass and legs are rubbing pinecones and needles.
You can uch her breasts because If she is wearing a cardigan over her dress don’t take it off. Maybe she is cold, maybe here’s why she wore tocardigan. Anyways, if a girl falls in accordance with him, the main reason we were on for ages being that I fell down. Letter from Turner’s father, moreover, takes a decidedly different stance. Dan Turner describes his son as a victim, and said Brock resorted to drinking and partying as a way to make friends at Stanford.
Dan Turner uches on his son’s easygoing nature, his p GPA and his son’s desperate struggle to fit in at Stanford.
Did you notice any abrasions, instead of his attorney saying.
By the way I was taking time to recall night in excruciating detail, to prepare for toattorney’s questions that will be invasive, aggressive, and designed to steer me off course, to contradict myself, my sister, phrased in ways to manipulate my answers, instead of taking time to heal. Fact, he said, You didn’t notice any abrasions, right? Whenever answering question like, sexual assault had been so clear, here I was at totrial. Therefore this was a game such as strategy, as if I going to be tricked out of my own worth. Okay, we’ll let Brock fill it in. Who were you texting? Why were you preparing to this party?
What color was your cardigan?
What does this text mean?
Who dropped you off at this party? When did you start dating? Are you sexually active with him? Furthermore, are you serious with your boyfriend? Should you ever cheat? Considering above said. How old are you? You said you were a party animal? How much do you weigh? You remember any more from that night, right? No, not even water? You have a history of cheating, right? Where did you urinate? Of course, what’d you do when you got there? What did you eat that day? What container did you drink out of? Now regarding aforementioned fact… You remember what time you woke up, right? What were you wearing? Did you drink in college? Did you hear of something like this before? Are you sure you did that? When did you urinate? Essentially, did you party at frats? What time did you do that? No? Nonetheless, how much did you drink? Were you wearing your cardigan? Who gave you todrink? With whom did you urinate outside? Where exactly? Known what do you mean when you said you wanted to reward him?