I wore a short knee length dress this morning before going for my walk.
When I wore the dress.
I started feeling anxious because I knew father would start staring at my body.
He has done that my entire adult life.
When I walked out of the bedroom.
He was standing and drinking water facing the balcony.
When I reached the front door, he noticed that I came out and turned his body.
With the corner of his eyes he started looking at me from top to bottom two times and then his eyes landed on my legs and he kept staring.
I walked out but couldn’t concentrate on my walk.
I came back home and shouted at father.
Mother immediately came between us and acted as a mediator.
She closed the bedroom door and balcony and said,
“stop shouting people will hear.”
I said,
“stop focusing on my tone, respond to what I’m saying.”
I said whatever he did and also spoke about how he has been doing this my entire adult life.
Mother and father kept repeating that he is my father.
I said,
“I’m speaking about what he is doing.”
I walked out again.
When I came back from my walk, mother was crying.
Father really did sexually assault me my entire adult life.
I saw it clearly on his face.
The truth is not going to change no matter how much he tries to suppress and bury it.
He still doesn’t stop.
Every single time I wear something short or revealing on top.
His eyes are on me like a ruthless vulture.
He did that even today.
He just doesn’t stop.
rachana rajan <3 