I was in my apartment last Thursday morning when I received a text message. “Thinking of you today. Sending love. Let me know if you need to talk.”
I thought, “What a sweet message to receive first thing in the morning. I have the best friends.”
He replied, “I’m seeing the headlines and immediately thought of you.”
In that moment, the feeling in my entire body changed. My face went cold. I rushed to check my emails. Links to news articles flooded my inbox.
I am one of the six women who testified against Harvey Weinstein during his 2020 trial in New York. Last Thursday, a New York appeals court overturned Weinstein’s conviction on the basis that my testimony and the testimony of two other “Molineux witnesses” gave him an unfair trial.
When I first read the news, I was too shocked to cry. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was in complete disbelief. Frozen. And then it all started to surface. A mix of emotions and thoughts burst out of me in a cry that I haven’t felt in years.
I was home alone and didn’t have to pause to explain my tears or pull myself together while someone consoled me. I was allowed to feel every bit of it. Images and memories of the losses I suffered, and sacrifices I made by coming forward flashed through my mind like a montage on repeat.
Wulff departs Manhattan Criminal Court during an intermission in testimony on Jan. 29, 2020, in New York City.
For three years leading up to the trial, I cried privately and spent countless hours with lawyers and in the Manhattan D.A.'s office preparing to testify about something that I hadn’t even come to terms with........