I realised how girls are used to laughing things of, that they are used to planning coming to party together in order not to get raped... I was not raped, but yeah, I was sexually harassed, I received dick pics, I was followed, I was being touched against my will.
And most of us were or will be.
And I was one of them, one of those who thought it was ok.
Few weeks ago a classmate came to school, angry and scared, in front of the whole class said: "I'm sorry I'm late, I was followed by stranger, he caught me, touched my butt and went away."
I laughed and said: "I know the creep, happened to me some time ago," as I was remembering being followed and butt grabed by stranger.
I added: "I know it's not funny. I'm sorry." my laugh is just kind of coping mechanism.
But others laughed too, even if it didn't happened to anyone else.
And I realised it was all wrong.
But it was not for the first time it happened to me.
When I was about 12 I was walking down the street and some creep rode around on bike and grabbed my ass.
Few things like that happened few times more after it.
When I was 16 I was drunk and I was pushed to the wall, so close to the guy, that I felt his boner. He stopped trying to get his hands to my panties just when I started yelling and screaming.
Later that year I was told not to dress "like that", because it disturb boys in class (i was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that barely shows any cleavage, but guys were being "disturbed").
Now I'm 18 and my boyfriend respects me and I was surprised that there are men, who care about consent. (and the fact that I was surprised speaks about a lot) I am telling him about a feminist issues and he told me he learnt a lot from me.
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