So it turns out that reading about white women voting for Roy Fuckin' Moore is resurfacing a very specific trauma I have form my adolescence.
It's part of the reason the book Bastard Out Of Carolina resonated so deeply with me.
I was never the victim of sexual abuse, but I was often the victim of emotional abuse, and very rarely, physical abuse too.
But more than anything, I was neglected, while my mom chased me who abused her, in the hopes of finding someone to take care of her forever.