Maybe I should say that I was healthy. The conglomerate's relentless persecution of me has taken a toll on my physical and mental health for almost a decade, for its own amusement.
I don't appreciate being made the focal point of a worldwide campaign of insinuations about masturbation. I don't know what people who have approached me with unsolicited verbal or physical references to my victimization think they're doing. If they're trying to sexually arouse me with their disgusting jokes and crotch-grabbing pictures of themselves, they couldn't have taken a worse tactic.
Then there are the people who seem to think that I'll be grateful for their unsolicited reassurances that nobody blames me for masturbating, that everybody does it, that I shouldn't feel bad about being filmed without permission, and that I should even be happy that so many people have seen and are going to see my beautiful body. You know, if a rapist whispers in your ear, "You're so hot," that doesn't make the person less of a rapist.
I can't imagine how terrible the relationships and sex lives of all of the people who have participated in my victimization must be. They really seem to think that a woman's ability to have an orgasm is dependent on her emotions or a specific sexual stimulant, so that if I'm able to have an orgasm even though I'm always talking about how unhappy I am and how wrong the people who have mistreated me for so many years are, I must be lying or secretly in love with one of my many abusers. Are men in jail happy? Does their ability to have furtive orgasms as quickly as possible so that their cellmates don't know mean that they like jail? If the men and women who have dehumanized me and accused me of reveling in all their attention consider a female orgasm to be an achievement that only occurs in good relationships, a sign of happiness, then there is definitely no reason for me to be jealous of whatever they're calling love.
I can't imagine how terrible the relationships and sex lives of all of the people who have participated in my victimization must be. They really seem to think that a woman's ability to have an orgasm is dependent on her emotions or a specific sexual stimulant, so that if I'm able to have an orgasm even though I'm always talking about how unhappy I am and how wrong the people who have mistreated me for so many years are, I must be lying or secretly in love with one of my many abusers. Are men in jail happy? Does their ability to have furtive orgasms as quickly as possible so that their cellmates don't know mean that they like jail? If the men and women who have dehumanized me and accused me of reveling in all their attention consider a female orgasm to be an achievement that only occurs in good relationships, a sign of happiness, then there is definitely no reason for me to be jealous of whatever they're calling love.