Out Of The Tunnel


It took a whole lot of willpower to finally muscle my way out of one of the worst episodes I’ve had in almost two years.

I had almost forgotten. You stay well enough for so long that the anxiety doesn’t even feel so bad, even though you know that with anxiety, depression is surely lurking around the corner. And once it comes around and hits you, you turn into a mere shell of yourself.

Since February, my anxiety was hitting almost unprecedented levels considering how well hqdefault.jpgI had been for so long. And with how tense I had been, I knew that the possibility of me slipping down into that rabbit hole was a distinct possibility. It did.

I can’t name exactly what triggered it, mostly because I don’t know what it was. I don’t know if it was a combination of factors, or if it just happened. Or both. With me, as it is with so many others, my depression is hard to pinpoint no matter how mindful I am of my emotional levels.

The depression was beginning to creep in near the end of February. I started becoming more fatigued and my motivation to do work began to dissipate. In the back of my head, I knew of course that the danger of me falling back into that dreaded state was slowly becoming more and more of a possibility as every day passed. Still, I blamed my decreasing energy levels on my anxiety.

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Anxiety – The Aftermath


Now that a year has passed since my experience with emotional abuse, I’m still rattled at just how bad the fallout can get. It still feels surreal no matter how long it’s been. And five years down the road, I’ll probably still be thinking the same thing.

My anxiety reached its fever pitch last week, hitting all-time high levels for the first timeimages
in a while. An unanswered text can leave me nervous. An accident that displeased a friend can follow me for a long time. Asking to see a person has never been so frightening.

I know exactly what causes me to experience these spells of anxiety. No one forgets being chastised for asking to hang out when the other person is tired. It’s impossible to forget the feeling of humiliation when someone turns your feelings of anger around so that you look like the bad person, despite the fact that your anger is very well justified. No one forgets being violently pressed into believing that you were overthinking something that you were right about all along about…

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Rape is Still Rape


*Trigger Warning*

Without a doubt, Daryush Valizadeh has recently become one of the world’s most infamous men.

Better known as ‘Roosh V’ to his online followers, Valizadeh rose to worldwide anti-fame enhanced-14858-1439223647-1.pngfor organizing private meet ups for his (male only) supporters in 43 different countries on  Saturday, February 6th of this year. Of these 165 meetings, 10 of them were to take place right here in our country, from Vancouver to Montreal. Within hours of the announcement, a frenzy of backlash ensued, with ordinary twitter users, city mayors, and governors sending out their anger toward the group.

But what was the deal with the meet ups?

One of the big ticket items on Roosh V’s agenda was to discuss the possibility of making rape on private property legal. As to rape in public places, Roosh V says it should continue to be illegal in order to prevent “seedy and deranged men” from picking open places to commit criminal acts. In a blog post entitled “How to Stop Rape,” he goes on to list a host of other ridiculous claims like “we never teach women to be responsible for their actions,” and “we always blame men for rape.” The list goes on, but the message is clear: someone has to be held accountable, and it shouldn’t be the men. Roosh V has since edited the post after his meets ups were cancelled, adding a disclaimer stating the “satirical nature” of his views.

One Google search of Roosh V’s name will lead you to a number of his misogynist views, as posted on his personal website and another website that he runs called Return of Kings. The self-proclaimed “pick up artist” seems to have a lot going for him by way of being extremely misogynistic and homophobic. Posts like “The Secret to Getting Laid” and “Women Must Have Their Behaviours and Decisions Controlled by Men” are flat out disgusting to me. Posts that his columnists write on Return of Kings like “5 Reasons to Date a Girl with an Eating Disorder” make me question where society is going.

Researching this whole ordeal brought me back into a poor state of mind. I once dated a guy and made sure that I was clear on my expectations before things got serious between us. I was waiting to get married before I had sex, and though he pestered and teased me about it, I stood my ground and eventually, the discussion ceased to exist.

But it wasn’t until we were at a party and he became completely intoxicated that the subject came up again. Being the “prude” he called me, I stayed away from the heavy drinkers and basically spent the night on the fringe of the party. I talked to some people that I didn’t know and was careful to have my drink with me at all times. My ex came to me and told me that he was ready to have sex. Of course, reasoning with a drunk guy is basically like talking to a wall. He kept pushing me to give in, and when I said no multiple times, he began to push me around and shove me to the ground. I was kicked and bruised, and thankfully there were people sober enough to stop him from forcing himself onto me.

I was sober. I said no, loud and clear. But he still forced and became incredibly physical because ‘no’ was not the answer he wanted to hear.

So here’s my hot (but reasonable) take on the whole legalization of rape thing.

I have always been incredibly aware of what I wear and as a result, how much skin I reveal. I realize that what I wear can attract unwanted attention. I might drink. I might get drunk. But if I say no to your pick up lines and sexual invitations, I mean no. Isn’t it great? You don’t really need to think about it. No means no, plain and simple.

But I can also see why men (and especially men like Roosh V) think that the onus should be on women. Seeing women dressed in certain clothes, according to them, is “asking for it.” Sure, this girl said no, but if I keep asking her and give her more drinks, she’ll probably say yes. She should be more responsible for what she wears, and how much she drinks.

images.jpgI thought this was the 21st Century. Last time I checked, women are actually in the workplace working alongside men in previously male-driven fields. Women have the right to run for office, vote, drink, and wear whatever the hell they want. But sadly, going about the argument this way will usually end up in a screaming match.

I feel that there is more to this issue than just picking sides, and we can’t keep polarizing the blame. We do need to teach boys from a young age about how to respect girls. We need to explain to them that when someone says no, they mean no. We need to show them that love isn’t just a physical thing that is driven by sex: it also takes trust, emotional support, and true love beyond the physical.

At the same time, we do need to teach girls from a young age to respect their bodies. We need to show them that regardless of shape, skin colour, or the clothes on their back, that they are beautiful. We need to teach them about the warning signs of potentially dangerous relationships and how to get out of them. We need to tell them that their self worth is more than just their external beauty or sexual ability. At the same time, it is paramount that we teach them the reciprocity of being respectful towards boys.

But by trying to legalize rape on private property, this clearly won’t prevent anything. In fact, it’ll make it easier for those trying to take advantage of other people without any consequences. Rape is still rape, regardless of where it happens. Unfobb.jpgrtunately in Canada, our criminal code has no “rape” provisions. Consent is a major factor in trying someone for sexual assault, but it all gets dicey when there are drugs and alcohol involved.

Rape is not, and never will be, okay. Forcing someone into having sex is not okay. And if you’re ever confused about what “no” means, try this video. It explains the simplicity of the word “no” in a very profound way.

I’m still going to be conscious of what I wear because that is just who I am. At the same time, I want to trust that there are boys and men out there who will respect me for who I am on the inside rather than what I look like – or what I’m wearing – on the outside.


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Rachel Wong is a Communications and International Studies student at Simon Fraser University. Aside from Speak Out, Rachel is also a regular contributor for the Student Life Network and SFU’s student newspaper The Peak. She loves going on foodie adventures, kicking back with friends and telling other people’s stories – all while writing her own. Her dream is to read off a teleprompter for a living one day. Rachel hopes to help change the way society looks at mental illness, one word at a time. You can find more of Rachel’s work at http://rchlcwng.blogspot.com.

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