Shatter the Silence

Yesterday, I went to Take Back the Night at my university. This was my fourth Take Back the Night! The event included a march throughout campus, an opportunity for survivors to speak out about their experiences with sexual assault, a glow stick vigil, and many opportunities for education about sexual assault and the resources available on my campus.


Sadly I don’t have any pictures from my first Take Back the Night in 2013


The crowd at Take Back the Night 2016 in Oxford, MS.


The chancellor of the University of Mississippi and I at Take Back the Night 2017 in Oxford, MS


Executive members (past and present) of Rebels Against Sexual Assault at Take Back the Night 2018 in Oxford, MS


It is empowering to march down the streets chanting:

Shatter the Silence! / Stop the Violence!

People Unite! / Take Back the Night!

What do we want? / Justice. / When do we want it? / Now!

The people united / will never be divided.

We have the power. / We have the right. / We are here / to Take Back The Night.

I won’t be shamed. / I won’t be blamed.

Take Back My Life.  /   Take Back The Night.

This year I participated in the speak out portion of Take Back the Night. This can be difficult, but it was definitely worth it.

You can read what I said below:










I’ve been accused of these things more times than I can count.

I wore the words like a badge of honor.

My confidence grew.

My voice was an unstoppable force.


I was marked with a new label.




I became a member of the very group

I stood up for.

But I couldn’t stand up for myself.

I didn’t even know who I was.


I told myself it was my fault

And pushed myself under the rug.

I believed I wasn’t like other survivors.


When I first became involved with this cause,

I learned that you can’t help someone

who doesn’t want to be helped,

who isn’t ready.

I learned I was one of those people.


If I had seen myself on the street

I would have taken the lost girl under my wing.

I would have fed her,

Reminded her to sleep,

And be kind to herself.


Today I will not only stand up for the survivors around me,

But also for myself.

The only survivor I couldn’t look in the eyes.

The only survivor I couldn’t talk to.


Today I say #MeToo.

What else could I say to girls like me

And most importantly, myself.

Me Too.