Brave. Rose McGowan

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AUTHOR’S NOTE

      2018. The Year of the Trigger. What a beast she was, what a beauty she was, too.

      Beast because of the ugly truths that came to light. Beauty because we pressed reset on our value system.

      My book, BRAVE, is not about #MeToo. It’s the backstory that led up to a cultural shift of tectonic magnitude. It is the story of an extreme life – mine – containing strong views – also mine. It is the story of an outsider-cum-activist. If you go on this journey with me then, through BRAVE, I promise you will think and see a bit differently by the end of it.

      I have not been formed like most. It means I have kind of the ultimate outsider’s point of view. This is not a positive nor is it a negative, it is just a fact. You see, I’ve lived my life in cults and with cult leaders, with only small periods of my life lived in traditional society. They do say you’re more vulnerable to falling into another cult if you are born into one, and maybe that’s the explanation. Because the only real difference between Hollywood and a religious sect, is the evening gowns and the money. They both worship false idols. They are both cults.

      I would know, I was in both. This is that story.

      My life has always been one of extremes. Writing this book proved to be no different. While writing BRAVE, I endured being hacked, stalked, spied on, had parts of this manuscript stolen. My life was infiltrated by Israeli spies and harassing lawyers, some of the most formidable on earth. These evil people hounded me at every turn while I went about resurrecting the ghosts that have made up my time on earth. I can only say it was extraordinarily stressful, an incredible high-wire act that required great strategy. There was never any other choice. Justice would be served.

      And it was. I am immeasurably proud of having a hand in this cataclysmic global reckoning and the felling of monsters. I truly believe that a win for one of us is a win for all of us.

A few years ago, I realized society needed to be primed to hear The Story, so I set about taking my voice of dissent public. I decided to openly fight the machine, the manufacturers of myth, the gaslighters themselves, the sacred men of Hollywood. For