In some sense I am a survivor-shaped ghost, an absent presence, a kind of academic shadow or specter. Like other academic specters, I am what academia tries to forget and repress. Like all ghosts, we haunt.

As we prepare for 2024, we already know we have our next pressing goal to reach: make sure at least one person in every friend group knows about Callisto. Our tool is only as powerful as the number of survivors who are aware of it, so we need more people to share our mission with others.

“You know those terrifying nightmares where you feel like you can't move? You're screaming in your head but nothing comes out? That’s what it felt like when I was being raped at 22 years old by Jeffrey Epstein.”