Brock Turner's Rape 'Survivor' Named Woman Of The Year
Emily Doe, as she has come to be publicly named, is just one of millions of anonymous rape victims in the world.
But it's perhaps her faceless presence that has allowed her story to resonate with so many.
Doe was sexually assaulted by Stanford University freshman Brock Turner in 2015 while heavily intoxicated. If not for two saviors on bicycles, the situation could have escalated further.
But despite her compelling case towards Turner's guilt, the star athlete was only given three months in jail for his crimes.
The court case, however, captivated millions worldwide and that was largely due to a candid, honest, no holds barred victim statement from Doe.
From being published across multiple media sites, read in congress, spoken word for word live on the nightly news and discussed in the privacy of so many people's homes, Doe's words spoke volumes.
The lasting impact of that statement led to Doe being (anonymously) named one of Glamour Magazine's Women Of The Year.
And the magazine followed up with the woman who so eloquently described the full gambit of emotions that so many women (and men) go through after being sexually assaulted.
Her follow up is just as compelling.
"After the trial I was relieved thinking the hardest part was over, and all that was left was the sentencing. I was excited to finally be given a chance to read my statement and declare, I am here. I am not that floppy thing you found behind the garbage, speaking melted words. I am here, I can stand upright, I can speak clearly, I’ve been listening and am painfully aware of all the hurt you’ve been trying to justify.
I yelled half of my statement. So when it was quickly announced that he’d be receiving six months, I was struck silent. Immediately I felt embarrassed for trying, for being led to believe I had any influence. The violation of my body and my being added up to a few months out of his summer...
I started getting e-mails forwarded to me from Botswana to Ireland to India. I received watercolor paintings of lighthouses and bicycle earrings. A woman who plucked a picture of her young daughter from the inside of her cubicle wrote, This is who you’re saving.
When I received an e-mail that Joe Biden had written me a letter I was sitting in my pajamas eating some cantaloupe. You are a warrior. I looked around my room, who is he talking to. You have a steel spine, I touched my spine. I printed his letter out and ran around the house flapping it in the air.
When Ashleigh Banfield read my letter on the news I sat stunned watching her speak my words, imagining them being spoken on every television set in the nation. Watching women and men at Gracie Mansion, on the floor of the U.S. House of Representatives, girls in their rooms, gathered together to read each segment, holding my words in their voices. My body seemed too small to hold what I felt.
In the very beginning of it all in 2015, one comment managed to lodge harmfully inside me: Sad. I hope my daughter never ends up like her...
If you think the answer is that women need to be more sober, more civil, more upright, that girls must be better at exercising fear, must wear more layers with eyes open wider, we will go nowhere...
So now to the one who said, I hope my daughter never ends up like her, I am learning to say, I hope you end up like me, meaning, I hope you end up like me strong. I hope you end up like me proud of who I’m becoming. I hope you don’t “end up,” I hope you keep going. And I hope you grow up knowing that the world will no longer stand for this. Victims are not victims, not some fragile, sorrowful aftermath. Victims are survivors, and survivors are going to be doing a hell of a lot more than surviving."