"Grey's Anatomy" Portrayed Rape And Sexual Assault

'Grey's Anatomy' Portrayed Rape And Sexual Assault In The Most Moving, Honest Way Possible

This episode is the voice of every victim and I pray it gets attention.


Season 15, episode 19 of "Grey's Anatomy." I have been a fan of this show from episode one, but never have I had so much respect for a TV show, its cast and its writers in my life. This episode portrayed three different stories about sexual assault, rape, and consent.

For anyone who knows the show, you know that Jo Wilson was an orphan. She finds her mother and discovers that her mother gave her up because that pregnancy was the result of rape. When Wilson returns home, she is faced with a patient who comes into the hospital and has just been raped. At the same time, Miranda Bailey and Ben Warren discover that their son, Tuck, has a girlfriend and need to talk to him about consent.

I have seen portrayals of subjects like this before. "13 Reasons Why," "Gossip Girl," even "Riverdale." I don't believe any show has ever done it justice besides this one.

This episode of "Grey's Anatomy" shows exactly what a woman goes through in the 24 hours after being raped, if she decides to seek help. It shows the struggle of coming to the hospital, covering up what really happened, the extent of going through a rape kit. The guilt, judgment, and trauma a woman feels. One of the ending scenes shows the woman being transported to the operating room with the hallways of the hospital lined with only women to support her.

That struck me deeper than any scene of any show or movie I have ever watched.

I have never been a victim of sexual assault or rape, and for that, I am grateful and extremely lucky. But I know what it is like to face the fear of the "what ifs." When I get out of work late at night, I hold my keys between my fingers in case someone decides to attack me. I constantly look over my shoulder no matter where I am, scouting out my surroundings to ensure that I am not caught off guard. I avert my eyes from men who stare a little too long, in fear that they will take a smile the wrong way and think I want their attention.

I am lucky. Every boy I have ever let into my life has been a gentleman. I've never been physically abused. I've never been forced into doing things sexually that I didn't want to do. Not every woman is as lucky as me and statistically, I might not be as lucky in the future. Being a woman means constantly having your guard up against the men who don't take "no" for an answer, the ones who think they have a right to violate your body.

I hope this episode touches the hearts of others like it did mine.

Working in a hospital, I have seen the trauma that these situations cause. I will always be the girl who looks out for other women when I'm at a bar or club, just to make sure they are alright. I will continue to watch my back because unfortunately, that is the way the world has to be today. Our society needs to feel the raw emotions that go along with rape and sexual assault and "Grey's Anatomy" hit it right on the head.

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I Went To "The Bachelor" Auditions

And here's why you won’t be seeing me on TV.

It’s finally time to admit my guilty pleasure: I have always been a huge fan of The Bachelor.

I can readily admit that I’ve been a part of Bachelor fantasy leagues, watch parties, solo watching — you name it, I’ve gone the whole nine yards. While I will admit that the show can be incredibly trashy at times, something about it makes me want to watch it that much more. So when I found out that The Bachelor was holding auditions in Houston, I had to investigate.

While I never had the intention of actually auditioning, there was no way I would miss an opportunity to spend some time people watching and check out the filming location of one of my favorite TV shows.

The casting location of The Bachelor, The Downtown Aquarium in Houston, was less than two blocks away from my office. I assumed that I would easily be able to spot the audition line, secretly hoping that the endless line of people would beg the question: what fish could draw THAT big of a crowd?

As I trekked around the tanks full of aquatic creatures in my bright pink dress and heels (feeling somewhat silly for being in such nice clothes in an aquarium and being really proud of myself for somewhat looking the part), I realized that these auditions would be a lot harder to find than I thought.

Finally, I followed the scent of hairspray leading me up the elevator to the third floor of the aquarium.

The doors slid open. I found myself at the end of a large line of 20-something-year-old men and women and I could feel all eyes on me, their next competitor. I watched as one woman pulled out her travel sized hair curler, someone practiced answering interview questions with a companion, and a man (who was definitely a little too old to be the next bachelor) trying out his own pick-up lines on some of the women standing next to him.

I walked to the end of the line (trying to maintain my nonchalant attitude — I don’t want to find love on a TV show). As I looked around, I realized that one woman had not taken her eyes off of me. She batted her fake eyelashes and looked at her friend, mumbling something about the *grumble mumble* “girl in the pink dress.”

I felt a wave of insecurity as I looked down at my body, immediately beginning to recognize the minor flaws in my appearance.

The string hanging off my dress, the bruise on my ankle, the smudge of mascara I was sure I had on the left corner of my eye. I could feel myself begin to sweat. These women were all so gorgeous. Everyone’s hair was perfectly in place, their eyeliner was done flawlessly, and most of them looked like they had just walked off the runway. Obviously, I stuck out like a sore thumb.

I walked over to the couches and sat down. For someone who for the most part spent most of the two hours each Monday night mocking the cast, I was shocked by how much pressure and tension I felt in the room.

A cop, stationed outside the audition room, looked over at me. After a brief explanation that I was just there to watch, he smiled and offered me a tour around the audition space. I watched the lines of beautiful people walk in and out of the space, realizing that each and every one of these contestants to-be was fixated on their own flaws rather than actually worrying about “love.”

Being with all these people, I can see why it’s so easy to get sucked into the fantasy. Reality TV sells because it’s different than real life. And really, what girl wouldn’t like a rose?

Why was I so intimidated by these people? Reality TV is actually the biggest oxymoron. In real life, one person doesn’t get to call all the shots. Every night isn’t going to be in a helicopter looking over the south of France. A real relationship depends on more than the first impression.

The best part of being in a relationship is the reality. The best part about yourself isn’t your high heels. It’s not the perfect dress or the great pick-up lines. It’s being with the person that you can be real with. While I will always be a fan of The Bachelor franchise, this was a nice dose of reality. I think I’ll stick to my cheap sushi dates and getting caught in the rain.

But for anyone who wants to be on The Bachelor, let me just tell you: Your mom was right. There really are a lot of fish in the sea. Or at least at the aquarium.

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Let's Talk About Abortions, Even Though Our Government Won't Listen

Just because I personally do not think I would ever have one, doesn't mean woman shouldn't have the option to have one.


You know, I'm sick and tired of feeling as if I am irrelevant. They say that America is a place where you can have a voice. Then why do I feel as if no one is ever heard?

Immigrants move here in hopes of getting that freedom and equality that America prides itself on. But one day you wake up and realize it's all just an illusion. The U.S is all about portraying that we have a voice and a vote. What they mean, is that you can vote for the representation of your "state" and "country." You are just a number. You are just apart of the statistic. The only people with power is our government.

Recently, several states have passed laws that will make abortion illegal. Regardless of my personal beliefs towards this issue, at the end of the day, they don't matter. I can stick by my beliefs, that does not mean that everyone else has to follow my beliefs. I think it's absurd that women no longer have rights over there own body.

I understand the arguments against abortion, but at the end of the day, if you feel that way, awesome — don't get an abortion. Live your own life, but who are you to tell me how to live mine?

I wish that the government would wake up and bring attention to actual issues. Let's talk about the fact that we are killing our planet. Or the fact that guns are still easier to attain than it is to apply for the FAFSA. But instead, we are going to make restrictions on what females can and cannot due. Wow, feels like the 1800s all over again. We have had to fight for our rights to vote, our rights to become educated, our rights to not have to be just "housewives." Now women are going to have to fight for our rights to regain control of our body again.

It is mind-blowing to me that a woman could be pregnant and then denied an abortion. I understand how people can be against it because I am not "for" abortions. The thing is, I say this now. I am a 19-year-old who has no intentions of getting pregnant so of course, I can sit here and defend my belief and say that I would not have an abortion. But I am not going to lie to you. If I did fall pregnant, I do not know what I would actually do. I am not financially stable, I do not have the means to provide for a child, I do not have the time. I am at the point where I can barely care for myself, let alone another human.

I did not want this to be about my beliefs but more the facts. I feel as if we the people are really not heard. I guarantee if you put out a poll to the citizens of the U.S on which issue they would rather us "deal with," it would be the fact that the Earth is dying or the fact that yet another individual went and made a school a shooting range.

For whatever the reason we normalize the trauma and are immune to it.

Oh, studies show by 2030 the world will be completely destroyed because of the human race? Irrelevant.

14 kids died in a school shooting in Florida, let's call their families and allow them to have some protests.

An 11-year-old child is raped and plans to seek an abortion? Absolutely not, she shouldn't have been raped, why can't she just care for it, you want to go to another state and have it aborted? We will put you in jail.

America, wake up. Please.

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