Seeing Through Kavanaugh’s Tears

OnThursday, during Brett Kavanaugh’s testimony before the Senate Judiciary Committee, I was brought back a moment 16 and a half years ago, when I lay in bed, watching my boyfriend cry. Like Kavanaugh, my boyfriend had cried loudly and theatrically, offended that he had been accused of harming another person. In my boyfriend’s case, that meant gaslighting me and convincing me I was worthless. Like Kavanaugh, my boyfriend had made sure his audience understood that he was a victim, one who deserved sympathy and appeasement in response to his transgression. And like Kavanaugh, my boyfriend used his tears to distract from his bad behavior, rendering the act of calling him out and accusing him of abuse a crime on par with the abuses a credible witness alleged him to have committed. <a href="https://medium.com/@luxnightmare/seeing-through-kavanaughs-tears-f34e199b199b">Click Here</a>