I am a date rape victim and I enjoyed “Blurred Lines” immediately after the first time I listened to it. I never thought it was about date rape; to me it was just a more machismo version of “Follow Me” by Uncle Kracker. Sure, it’s kinda toolish to steal a girl away from her boyfriend, but it made for a catchy song.



But then everyone started slamming it and saying it was. Like, they were really vehement about it. Some of their reasoning was that girls would listen to parts of it and be triggered about their own rape. As a victim, I tried to tell everyone my perspective of it, but then they turned around and just made me feel guilty.

So, after seeing this song and comparing it to date rape so many times, now I can’t listen to the song without thinking of my own rape.

It’s funny; feminists on tumblr were trying to insinuate that date rape victims would be triggered by the song. But thanks to them, I DO get triggered by the song now. I guess when you constantly relate something to a horrible, traumatic experience it just takes over.

I once enjoyed the song. But now I can’t stand it. And it isn’t Robin Thicke’s fault, either; it’s tumblr’s.

Thanks for making me think of my rape every time I listen to the song, guys. It’s what you wanted, right?

But just in case, maybe it’s time y'all should back off on speaking for victims.