Note.

I’m waiting to move out.

And place as much distance as possible from that man.

He really did sexually assault me.

The truth is not going to change.

No matter how much he tries to suppress or bury it.

Even today if I wear something short or revealing.

He will turn his head 90 degrees and 180 degrees to ogle at my body like a ruthless vulture.

His eyes will be exactly at the exposed places.

He just doesn’t stop.

No matter how many times I say.

No matter how many ways I say it.

No matter how many times I confront him.

No matter how many times I cry and beg him to stop.

No matter how many times I speak about it in front of the world.

He just doesn’t stop.

I’m desperately waiting to move out.