Ladies, I'm So Sorry!

I recently listened to only the fourth person in my life tell me she had been sexually assaulted. That brings the count to three women and one man. It's terrible.

I've never even touched a woman, I can't even remember hitting my sister, although I did chase her around the house sometimes. I suppose I've had many hugs, but you get the idea, I'm not the one physically assaulting these girls. (Don't take that to mean I'm innocent, taking lust to be a sin as I do, I've certainly sinned. Not to mention the emotional or mental difficulties I have put up for other people.) The point being, it's a tragedy. 

One of the many reasons I'm not more, uh, forward, with women is that I know the statistics on how many women have been assaulted or abused and I am terrified that I would in some way leave her emotionally, or some other way, hurt. For those of you that know me, you probably think this is ridiculous, that I, all 5'5" and 128 pounds, fear hurting a woman. Yet the fact remains, 20% of women are sexually assaulted in college, and somewhere over a third, maybe even half, over the course of their lifetimes. It's just staggering. There is so much pain in the world, I just don't want to be part of it. 

Ladies, I'm so sorry.