The moment I heard the topic, I knew it would hit home. A daughter of a Marine. A Marine woman. And a victim of sexual harassment in the military. I grew up with the PTSD, yes. I grew up with the anger, yes. I didn’t grow up with the underlying secret that my mother held for so long. She was a victim. And no one ever knew.
Watching this film had goosebumps down my spine. I couldn’t take hearing these stories of average women who served our country. But the moment they were raped or sexually assaulted, the country turned their back on them. The military turned their backs on them. Where is the justice in that? I couldn’t imagine how they feel. Ripped apart like a piece of meat, losing all your dignity, all your being. Having something affect you for the rest of your life, but when you scream no one can hear you. Instead they ignore.
My mother was one of these women. She was ignored. Probably too scared to tell a living soul what she went through. She was a lucky one because she was able to move on in her life. Some aren’t as fortunate.
This is an amazing documentary that really diminishes the idea that the military is all about honor and respect. If you can’t respect the women who are serving this country, then you can’t be honorable in my book.