Slime. Just slime.

Her rapist looked like he just oozed. Her description of slime was the perfect way to put it. The whole situation churns my stomach. He told her, "I want to destroy you." and that's exactly what happened...she was destroyed. This documentary troubles me on so many levels: as a woman, as a daughter and as a mother. I will never understand a mother who puts her needs above her children's and I will never understand a mother who doesn't want to protect her children from the trash of world. If some slime ever put one finger on either of my daughters, my first instinct would be to cut off the dude's willy and staple it to his forehead, not to figure out how to make money from my daughter's trauma! I'm perturbed and I'm heartbroken and it's keeping me awake...




There is no sense in nonsense, especially when the heat is hot.