Every year, on the anniversary of Ky’s attack, he sends a hopeful message for me to post on his blog. It’s his way of reclaiming the worst day of his life. I wrote him last week, asking what he wanted me to post this year. He avoided the topic for several days, then finally said this:
THERE ARE NO WORDS LEFT. I HAVE NO UNDERSTANDING
Ky has nothing to say, so this year’s blog is coming to you from his partner. Ky is an intellectual, a comedian, a smart ass, and an exceptional shit talker…. he ALWAYS has something to say about everything, and anyone who knows him personally, knows this to be a fact. He tries to use his words to make people smile and uplift others. For Ky to be silent on any topic, is disturbing. I can only imagine the frustration and anger he must be feeling after 6 years of this
I only speak for Ky when he asks me to, so this is coming from me, as his partner and advocate for the last several years. There is nothing like sharing life with someone who is locked up. Constant fear for their safety…. always trying to be ready to answer their call…. trying to cover up tears when you finally hear their voice for the 1st time in months….struggling to keep money on their books every week. Living this life means that you have to be unified. We share each struggle, each battle, and each victory….my joy is his, his pain is mine, THIS ANGER IS OURS.
To that end, 5 Ws
WHO? Who would help you if you were attacked and then prosecuted for defending yourself?
WHAT? What would you do to protect yourself and your rights?
WHEN? When will you realize that it can happen to you?
WHERE? Where will you turn when the “Law” decides that your life is not worth protecting?
WHY? Why the fuck am I still screaming for Ky’s own community to stand up after 6 fucking YEARS?
6 YEARS !!!! Ya’ll need to DO BETTER.