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Amber Tamblyn Shares Her Sexual Assault Story in Response to Donald Trump’s Comments About Women

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Actress Amber Tamblyn shared a heartbreaking story about her abusive ex-boyfriend on Sunday hoping that it’ll reach voters who are making light of Donald Trump’s recently surfaced comments about women.

via Page Six:

The 33-year-old “Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants” star posted a lengthy story about a time she was at a concert with some pals when her ex showed up and sexually assaulted her along with a picture of Trump planting a kiss on a beauty queen.

“He’s a big guy, taller than me. The minute he saw me, he picked me up with one hand by my hair and with his other hand, he grabbed me under my skirt by my vagina— my pussy?— and lifted me up off the floor, literally, and carried me, like something he owned, like a piece of trash, out of the club,” she wrote.

“His fingers were practically inside of me, his other hand wrapped tightly around my hair. I screamed and kicked and cried,” she continued.

Tamblyn said she was dragged through the crowd to the front door, her friends trailing behind her trying to stop her menacing former flame.

“We got to the front door and I thank God his brothers were also there and intervened,” she wrote. “In the scuffle he grabbed at my clothes, trying to hold onto me, screaming at me, and inadvertently ripped off my grandmother’s necklace, which I was wearing.”

She said the rest of the night was a “blur” and she doesn’t remember details of how she escaped him, though she was in pain for a while after the assault.

“That part of my body, which the current Presidential Nominee of the United States Donald Trump recently described as something he’d like to grab a woman by, was bruised from my ex-boyfriend’s violence for at least the next week,” she wrote. “I had a hard time wearing jeans. I couldn’t sleep without a pillow between my legs to create space.”

And she does remember how violated she felt — a feeling that she can still vividly remember to this day.

“I remember the shame,” Tamblyn wrote.

Sharing the graphic story wasn’t an easy decision for Tamblyn, who consulted with her husband and is fearful of how her parents will react to it.

“I am afraid my mom will read this post. I’m even more afraid that my father could ever know this story,” she said. “That it would break his heart. I couldn’t take that. But you understand, don’t you? I needed to tell a story. Enjoy the debates tonight.”

You can see her original post below.

I need to tell you a story. With the love and support of my husband, I’ve decided to share it publicly. A very long time ago I ended a long emotionally and physically abusive relationship with a man I had been with for some time. One night I was at a show with a couple girlfriends in Hollywood, listening to a DJ we all loved. I knew there was a chance my ex could show up, but I felt protected with my girls around me. Without going into all the of the details, I will tell you that my ex did show up, and came up to me in the crowd. He’s a big guy, taller than me. The minute he saw me, he picked me up with one hand by my hair and with his other hand, he grabbed me under my skirt by my vagina— my pussy?— and lifted me up off the floor, literally, and carried me, like something he owned, like a piece of trash, out of the club. His fingers were practically inside of me, his other hand wrapped tightly around my hair. I screamed and kicked and cried. He carried me this way, suspended by his hands, all the way across the room, pushing past people until he got to the front door. My friends ran after him, trying to stop him. We got to the front door and I thank God his brothers were also there and intervened. In the scuffle he grabbed at my clothes, trying to hold onto me, screaming at me, and inadvertently ripped off my grandmother’s necklace, which I was wearing. The rest of this night is a blur I do not remember. How I got out to the car. How I got away from him that night. I never returned for my necklace either. That part of my body, which the current Presidential Nominee of the United States Donald Trump recently described as something he’d like to grab a woman by, was bruised from my ex-boyfriend’s violence for at least the next week. I had a hard time wearing jeans. I couldn’t sleep without a pillow between my legs to create space. To this day I remember that moment. I remember the shame. I am afraid my mom will read this post. I’m even more afraid that my father could ever know this story. That it would break his heart. I couldn’t take that. But you understand, don’t you? I needed to tell a story. Enjoy the debates tonight.

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