Child .. invasion.
But not being able to describe the sensation.
Of being or having no control over what is happening to your body.
It’s not shame.
Even though those honkies say that’s what it is.
It’s not breathing.
Not being able to take a breathe.
Fear of dying.
I feel no shame for something someone else chose to enact on my body.
I feel fear.
Hot burning fear.
Translating into hot burning rage.