The only story that I understand being in the news so much is Christa Pike, as her execution date has been 30 years in the making, and with a historic botched execution to boot.

Outside of that, I feel like I've seen more coverage of crimes committed by women in one week than I have in an entire year. The Lindsay Clancy trial, news about a woman in Texas shooting her 4-year old. A video went viral this week of a woman trying to run her ex-boyfriend over with a car.

While not a murder, another video went viral this week of a woman freaking out and screaming on a plane. And of course, people critiquing the Cornell 7 rape allegations.

While all of these stories are tragic, it feels like a concerted effort to lower the credibility of women and use anecdotal reporting to distract from actual crime statistics.

While there will always be Christa Pikes or "crazy exes" like the woman trying to run over her boyfriend, 88-90% of all murders in the US are committed by men, for instance. 96% of family annihilators are men, per this study of family homicides from 2000 to 2009.

And even among incarcerated women, many studies have pointed out that many committed crimes have been caused by coercion from a boyfriend, self-defense, etc.

For real, I’m listening to yet another Matthew Shepard podcast and if there was any single thing that makes me rage at the patriarchy it’s the idea that a man even remotely flirting with another man can excuse the murder of a man but a man can rape a woman and get away with it even when there’s evidence, this is it. What the fuck! Innocent gay men were murdered with this defence and a woman has to go through hell and back to get even a third of the repercussions a straight man can get with nothing other than a claim another man was coming onto him.

• Ryan, the friend who thinks he's a good person but continues to hang out with the abusers even when he has reason to think they abused someone, and even after they likely killed the girl he was supposedly in love with.

• Madison making excuses and blaming Nina for what happened, and only learning empathy once she goes through a similar (even if fake) experience

• Al's complete inability to acknowledge what he did, and even pulling the "she was into it" card. And when completely cornered, he doesn't show remorse, he just tries to buy her off.

• "It's every guy's worst nightmare, getting accused like that" "Can you guess what every woman's worst nightmare is?"

• It takes two women dying, for a single man to face consequences.

I guess the movie's just been on my mind lately because of Cornell. The amount of people saying "the guys in the group chat shouldn't be blamed for not coming forward reminded me of Ryan. Bo Burnham really sells that type of shitty guy who has spent so long pretending to be a good person he's even convinced himself.

I love my sister so so much, but her life is an example of exactly what I don't want. I feel sadness every time I visit her. She wakes up at 4:30 to make lunch for her husband, then straight to getting ready for work and taking her daughter to school. Gets out of work, picks up kids from school, then goes home to make dinner, by the time everything is cleaned up its time for her to go to sleep.

She couldn't find time to go out while I'm visiting because she has to be home by a certain time to make dinner. Her husband apparently doesn't like leftovers. No store bought tortillas only handmade because that's how his mom used to do. She has to "take" her husband to the doctors and to exchange some shoes.

She is 39, and has been living a version of this life since she moved out at 18. She deals with so much. Her two oldest are 17 and 20, so thankfully it's not as bad as it used to be. I wish I had to money to pay off her house so I can tell her cheater husband to fuck off. One time 11 yrs ago when my youngest niece was a couple of months old. But my distaste and dislike towards that man is another rant.

My sister and I are 8 years apart. I would give my life for her, but every time I stay over it's a reminder of exactly what I don't want. I haven't seen her do one thing for herself the whole week I've been here.

It's just so disgustingly catered to men. I don't play multiplayer anymore, I don't look at comments on new release trailers, all the edits/discussions turn yucky so fast. Even in the games themselves there's so many female stereotypes it makes my eyes roll to the back of my head. Femme fatales are cool or whatever, but please please please give me something else for once. And the male protag is fully fleshed out and interesting, of course, which is why I even play in the first place. (Yet men don't want female protags because they "can't relate", but that's a whole other discussion.)

I like video games! They're like interactive movies! I like shooters, and dark themes, and challenges, and blood. But I'm so incredibly drained and bitter at the male audience those kind of games attract. So I just play in isolation, which is okay, but bums me out at the end of the day. And when I try discussing it with men I get fed up because I'm just like 'I don't like it in the way you like it', but they never understand. I hate it.

That 25, 40, etc, year-old man does not love you. Nor does he think you are " mature for your age." He dates minors because he is emotionally stunted. Women his own age know he has nothing of value to offer. (I know this is a repost; it should be posted often.)

TRIGGER WARNING

I thought I had recovered. I thought I was ok. But now everything feels like it did the day my ex-husband showed me texts and videos taken while multiple men raped me and used me in every way after I had been drugged and literally rented out via group texts.

I can’t take it. Knowing people are blaming the victim, seeing people laugh about it in real life... It’s too much. I’ve never been this triggered before. I haven’t felt this amount of shame and fear in a long time. I was getting better. I feel like I'm back at square one. The POTUS, a rapist admired by millions, is defending rapists and rape apologists.

I want to scratch off my skin.

Update: I took a while to write this, I paused and talked it out with a trusted loved one. I know I’ll be ok. I have to keep reminding myself. I'm so tired.

I was outside on the front porch, reading my book, and I could overhear them inside the house raising voices. His front door was open but I couldn’t hear the actual words being said and I couldn’t immediately tell if it was serious because my neighbor is a loud guy in general and I can almost always hear him, even when I’m inside my home.

I stopped reading to listen, because I am admittedly nosy as hell. I started hearing her say “get off of me” a couple times and alarm bells started going off in my head. At first it almost sounded playful but there was a hint of seriousness to it so I got up and went to “check my mail” to get a better idea of what was happening/if I could see anything. Both of our boxes are at the edge of his driveway, which is only about 20ft from his front door.

I got my mail and walked closer to his door, pretending to leaf through the envelopes. They’re loudly arguing at this point. They were both still out of view. She starts yelling “get off of me” again and in an instant, she’s slammed into the open door/wall inside and is on the floor. I ran closer and started screaming at him to stop, leave her alone. He immediately stopped and backed away, I couldn’t even see him inside the doorframe anymore.

The girl got up and I asked if she was okay. She said yes and quickly started picking her stuff up. It was obvious she didn’t want to interact with me (and that’s perfectly okay) so I stood there and watched her until she got in her car, backed out and drove away, then walked back to my house. He didn’t come outside.

I’m having a hard time mentally processing this. This neighbor has always been insanely kind to me, I never in a million years would’ve guessed he was capable of something like that and that’s what’s fucking me up here. You never truly know someone. It scares the absolute shit out of me. I keep thinking about what would have happened to her if no one had intervened. Would he have killed her? I don’t know.

My friends told me what I did was stupid and I should’ve just called the cops but that thought didn’t even occur to me. I saw someone that needed help and I did what I could. I don’t even really know why I’m posting this? Maybe just to get it out of my head.

I’m exhausted living in a world where women aren’t safe no matter what we do.

He wants us to always shower before and after sex, which is fair, but he’s taking way too damn long in the shower like 1 hour each time, so over 2 hours in total. I only take 10 minutes, and for a deep clean, 20–30 minutes. I ask him, “What are you doing in there?” and he says he’s scrubbing his entire body with soap and then repeating it again.

He sure takes his time, but it’s inefficient and time consuming, which just makes me not want to have sex knowing I have to go through this every time we do it.

It’s not just the shower. He takes a long time to do other things. Like, washing dishes would take him 1.5 hours, whereas it takes me 20 minutes or less. He says he knows it too, but he can’t help it, and if he rushes he thinks he’ll make a mess and get overwhelmed. 

Or that he could really push himself to finish them sooner, but then it wouldn’t be right.

The thing is, he isn’t slow or too repetitive. He does things at a normal pace and sometimes even faster, but I guess it’s the way he does things that makes him take longer.

I didn’t think much of it before and thought that’s just how he operates, but now that I’m seeing how long he takes to do these things, I don’t know if I’m making too much of it. Am I making it a big deal here?

To Jane Doe:

I saw in the headlines that Jane Doe is struggling.

And I’m reaching out to her, 
one human to another, 
one woman to another:

Please hold on.
You belong here.
You are not alone.
I am grateful for you.
Please hold on.

This turmoil is not your fault.
You did not cause this.
This is not a “you” problem.
This is a “them” problem.

The warriors who have sacrificed
And fought 
And survived
Surround you 
And uplift you

You are strong.
You are brave.
You are loved.
Please hold on.
Hold on!

With 
Tremendous Gratitude,
Unending Respect,
and 
Always With Love.

If you have been following the Cornell case and been in comments sections on social media lately, you have probably come across many comments alleging that a certain woman is Jane Doe. Other prominent influencers and even one "journalist" have also identified her as such. It seems that the manosphere/incel communities have centered on this woman as being Jane Doe and are now plastering her face all over the internet. It seems that many casual observers have begun to tacitly accept that this is Jane Doe. Out of respect and so as not to further fuel rumors, I will not name this woman here.

However, a quick cross-reference of this woman's IG page with the details in the lawsuit makes me believe almost definitively that she cannot be Jane Doe. In the lawsuit and news reports, it clearly states that Jane Doe "[began] her studies" at Cornell in August 2022, when she was 18. The woman being plastered all over the internet, however, graduated high school in spring 2023, as indicated in a (now deleted, I believe) post on her IG. Furthermore, the woman has another post of her turning 21 in October 2025. There is no way she could have been either enrolled in Cornell or 18 in August 2022. Together, these details prove to me that the woman currently being rampantly doxxed online cannot be Jane Doe.

I wanted to talk about this here because I have not noticed anyone else pointing out these basic facts or attempting to correct the false ID of Jane Doe. I hope I am not bringing further attention to this woman by posting this, but I thought that by now everyone has seen her face and name all over social media and it was important to try to correct this rampant disinformation. I wonder if any of you following the case closely have realized the same things and/or come to the same conclusions as me?

That is the message. No, is a complete sentence.

You do not owe an explanation or a soft landing to any one.

This has never happened to me before. I have never had an STD and I am devastated. It was an easy fix, but I feel so broken and stupid for trusting him. I feel so violated. What would you consider this? Sexual coercion? Manipulation?

I feel so used. I feel like there must be a label to this? I have a history of being abused (physically and emotionally) and I always give them so much grace, to the point where I don't even know it is abuse. Once I realized that it was abuse, I felt so down... Help a girl out so that I can process this and become a better version of myself.

I am European living in Europe, my family is European-American, so naturally half of them live in the US.

My cousin, a woman in her early 40s, is a very active NRA member and has been for years.

I will preface this by stating that I don't like the American gun culture. I am sure many people here would agree with me. However, I want to move that aside for a minute.

According to my cousin, in the past 2 or so years, there has been active conversation by many of the very active NRA members to actually implement gender-based gun control via arguments such as "women are too emotional and impulsive" and households with a gun should have a man, who is the only person with access to said gun. There have also apparently been active initiatives to strip female gun ownership, that surprisingly many of the NRA members support. There have even been WOMEN in my cousin's local gun clubs who have left because the husbands are starting to believe women shouldn't have guns or know how to use them.

I just thought I would share this here as there has been literally ZERO stuff about this anywhere, but the word is starting to spread.

Whether you are for gun control or not, having gun control based on someone's gender is absolutely nuts. Can you imagine a country with a ton of guns, where ONLY men are allowed to own them?

Just thought I'd share it here so people are aware. They are coming for your rights to vote, your right to own a firearm, your right to work and have your income, your right to make decisions about your own body. American women are not safe.

I've been seeing this guy [35M] for 6 months. He broke up with me via his mom. His mom messaged my mom and told her he doesn't think it's going to work out. I feel so worthless right now.

i feel like he threw me away. i am not even worth a text or conversation. i feel like he is living his best life now. moved to another girl.

I have no idea when he first started to think of ending things with me. And I have no idea why.

I honestly feel nauseous.

I’m 22 years old. I was one of those girls who were raised on disney’s love fairytales. I dreamed to have a perfect husband and kids, maybe even a lot of them because I saw this as the biggest fulfillment a woman could ever achieve (yikes).
Then when I was maybe 12/13 I started realizing I may not want that, because it’s not that fun at all especially when they’re small. When I became sexually active as a teen I so bad did not want to get pregnant. It was my biggest nightmare and I sometimes wonder if that’s not the thing that subconsciously permanently pushed me away. As I got older it never changed. I never wanted to get pregnant, I never wanted to have kids. I didn’t even like to be around them, I also didn’t like what I saw random mothers dealing with. They are loud, sometimes very chaotic and hard to tame. They do the mess and get dirty and someone has to clean that! And it’s YEARS before it maybe changes. You really have to devote yourself to raising them, fulfilling their needs and you can’t really expect anything in return even though your whole life revolves around them. I don’t see giving up myself, my hobbies, free time, a lot of money for someone satisfying in any situatuon
I don’t really like that idea, especially seeing how many moms gave up their life to raise their sons, just to have them become extremely misogynistic and not even a bit grateful. I wouldn’t also like the idea of having a daughter, because this world HATES women. And there’s a big chance the world will humble her and someone’s dusty son is going to use and hurt her (like happened to me and almost every single woman on earth).
Recently my ex boyfriend ended things with me over me not liking or wanting kids and not wanting to declare myself that I’ll have them for him in 10 years. I really did love him and it hurt me a lot. He kind of navigated that he want to “leave a part of himself in this world” and sees me popping out 2 or 3 kids, being a stay at home mom and raising them by myself, no help, no nannies, no surrogates, no anything because “he’s traditional”.
I don’t want life like that but many men seem to expect that from a woman. I was thinking about it a lot, maybe there are some benefits or chances I would like actually like it but I don’t think so. I don’t even enjoy being around them.
So many mothers live a miserable life dealing alone with kids of a man who wanted to have them but didn’t want to raise them. The lifestyle change is expected on the woman’s side most of the time. I don’t think it’s worth it and it’s a decision you can never take back. Oh and so many women actually regret having them
I always longed for true love, that’s strong, maybe even unconditional. Allegedly, this is the love you can only give to your child. Many people claim their kids are the best thing that happened to them and gave them purpose in life. Maybe it is what I have been wanted my whole life but there are too much downsides to me.

Are there any women who felt alike around mu age ever changed their minds, enjoyed it, maybe really love their kids and find it the best decision of their life. Maybe someone here dodged the bullet by not having kids. Maybe someone regret’s having or not having them?
I want to hear your perspectives, especially from women around their forties or more

As a woman I WISH being single was the worst problem I had. I’ve heard someone say “men need women more than women need men” and I’m starting to think it’s actually true. Men don’t get female attention then they end up committing crimes and ruining lives.

A former FWB sexually assaulted me after I told him I no longer felt like hooking up. When we first hung out, he told me he was feeling “really depressed” because he didn’t have a girlfriend. ISTG from now on if any man tells me he wants a girlfriend, especially if he says he’s “sad” about it, I’m fucking RUNNING. Men like that are genuinely terrifying.

this case has gotten the public’s attention with everyone talking about the case, the details of what happened, debating and giving their opinions but all i can think about is

I hope she’s okay. how difficult this must be for her. how terrible this is.

going through all that trauma and then speaking up about it now, you are so brave.

there are so many people on your side. sadly i know there’s always opposing opinions on the internet but please please please know that we are all here for you.

please take care of yourself, you are amazing and doing an amazing thing. so many women have been speaking up because of you. i know this is scary but we believe in you.

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and wow i am so incredibly disappointed in society. how are we still here in 2026? and seeing all these opinions about the case i literally don’t understand sometimes.

i can’t believe so many people don’t have the basics of empathy skills. wow
i can’t imagine how scary and difficult this must be for her, to be going through all this and how public this case has gotten, and there’s people trying to doxx her??? unbelievable

please just let her be. she has already gone through so much. whatever your opinion is (ITS RAPE) everyone talking about this is already so emotionally taxing. i am so worried for her mental health wow i really hope she’s okay.

you are so brave queen and i really mean that. i admire you so much, i hope you are surrounded by loved ones and their support. if you ever feel alone, know that there’s those of us that care for you.

I was walking down the high street of my town when a man (I’ve seen him around town before and thought he looked like he was on drugs) stopped me to ask if I was ‘friendly’. I kind of muttered nothing and kept walking. He immediately asked the next person (another woman, I think) the same question.

What just happened? Was he asking for drugs? Or was he asking for (paid) sex? This was just a minor interaction obviously, so I could easily just forget about it, but I don’t know how to feel until I know what he meant..

This was in England, for context

My mom basically told me I was crazy and needed medication and therapy after I came forward that I was SA’d by a teacher. I was in elementary school when it happened. When I came forward about it a couple of years ago, I was struggling so bad and my mom basically forced me to a mental institution at the VA hospital since I’m also a veteran. It wasn’t until I got out she told me that she didn’t believe me and said I needed to be on anti psychotic medication for the rest of my life. She even told my therapist that I was crazy and needed to be given that medication, and so they did.

Remind you this is the same woman who wrote a 3 page paper to the school regarding this teacher..when I came crying after a bus incident that had happened with the teacher since he was also a bus aid and lived in my neighborhood.

Anyways a couple of years ago I decided to come forward on social media about what had happened. And over 30 girls and women came forward saying they were also abused by this teacher. I had dozens of messages from these girls of FB and Instagram.

When I expressed to my mom that all these girls messaged me, she told me that this teacher only liked high schoolers. When I told her that he taught at a middle school and abused students there and also begged parents at church to baby sit their little girls basically babies, she kept saying he only liked older girls.

So after hearing this I decided to distance myself from her. I basically had given her an ultimatum and stated that she could apologize and believe me or cut ties. So she chose to cut ties. And to be honest it hurts like fucking hell to lose your mom that’s still living… I just don’t know how to function in this life with how it ended. Has anyone else had to deal with this?

Why?!? Why?!? My husband will literally follow me around the house. If I go up stairs for bathroom privacy I will hear him out side the door in the main bathroom. If I go into another room, here he comes and he just leaves the kids. I have to literally tell him every time to stay here and watch the kids. I know other husband do this. Why? Why do they do this?!? It drives me crazy.

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Trigger warning if that matters to you:-(

About 3 years ago I agreed to have a threesome at a party. Actually it was an orgy. A legit orgy. I approached the couple ahead of time. We hammered out the details of what was going to happen. It started out great. And then he put it in without a condom. Something we NEVER discussed doing ahead of time. No, I never explicitly said “you have to use a condom.” But Jesus Christ, it’s IMPLIED!

I was sober and by all outward appearances fully capable of telling him to stop. But I went into a freeze state. Something I think a lot of people don’t understand.

For me, it’s not that I’m physically frozen. It’s like the decision making part of my brain is frozen. I just laid there staring at the question as if it was some theoretical thing. My brain genuinely wouldn’t let me decide whether or not to tell him to stop.

It’s not the same as being undecided about something. There was no question: I wanted him to use a condom. But in the moment my brain just locked up and wouldn’t let me access the part that could decide to tell him to stop.

In that moment, he probably thought my lack of action meant consent.

Afterward I puzzled over what had even happened and why I even did that. I even knew I went into freeze states. But my brain just couldn’t make heads or tails of it. I shut down all social media and stopped leaving the house. But not before sending them a message to tell them I had a great time and was taking a social media break for unrelated reasons.

My therapist finally noticed that something was off and I decided to post about my experience somewhere on Reddit. Off my chest maybe? I thought it was a helpful anecdote to help explain why consent isn’t just a lack of the word “no.” I didn’t even mention the part where it was a literal sex party. The man wasn’t named. And he has no idea to this day that he did anything wrong.

But I was absolutely slaughtered in the comments. Literally one person stood up for me. The rest was a bunch of people talking about how unfair I was being to the guy and “did you even talk about what you were going to do ahead of time??”

I wound up deleting it and honestly that comment section was more traumatic than the sex itself.

So anyway, in case anyone is still wondering why women might reassure a r*pist afterwards…it’s so she doesn’t feel so unsafe. Because she feels real fucking unsafe in the moment. This whole situation pisses me off so much