doctors who hate women

~~ to the “man” who didn’t see the woman sitting in front of him at the Dr’s office today.

I cried in your office today.

You didn’t hand me a tissue.

You leaned towards me. Your face something between mocking and frustration.

Your voice rose. You would be heard. Your points taken.

Your solutions accepted without discussion.

I cried because of the weariness of my soul in facing a world that isn’t trauma-informed.

I cried because of your insistence that I was resistant to trying your overly simple “solutions”, when I have tried hundreds for months and years at a time.

I cried because my mother trafficked me, once I was asleep, starting at the age of three, to men who were part of the Satanic Sex Cult that my family belonged to.

I cried because I often wake up screaming at night, in the middle of a flashback. I can’t control my flashbacks when I am unconscious, like I can during the day.

I cried because my brain was damaged as a child, and my amygdala is bigger than my hippocampus.

I cried because the success or failure of things like PT often hinge on my being able to get restorative sleep. Without restorative sleep, my soft tissues cannot repair at night.

I cried because the conversation we had didn’t address that situation, and I left with more questions than answers.

I cried because of all of the trauma survivors who are misunderstood by people who don’t see the burden they are carrying.

I cried because it feels like you must see someone else, instead of me, when you choose to take me to task, as you did today.

I cried for all the women you have invalidated in your office, over the course of your career.

I cried for your daughters. I hope they escape being a statistic like the 1 in 5 women who have experienced completed or attempted rape during their lifetime, the 1 in 3 female rape victims who experience it for the first time between 11-17 years old, and the 1 in 8 female rape victims who reported that it occurred before age 10.

If they don’t, I hope you can mount some empathy for them.

PS – Real men, never talk to women that way. Especially ones who have taken the oath to, “Do No Harm.“

Have you experienced medical misogyny? Misogyny is abuse!

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