“I once told a guy at a party that his personality was so disgusting it made me want to vomit. He didn’t believe me and continued to hit on me. So I voluntarily vomited on him just to get my point across.”
Don’t walk home with headphones on. Carry pepper spray. Spread your keys between your fingers. Hold your bag in front of you….
When you honk at me, or yell at me from your car, and I turn to look at you, the look you see in my eyes is not one filled with desire. It’s one filled with fear.
Cat-calling and wolf-whistles are among the many forms of sexual harassment still rampant in today’s culture.
Because the reality is we live in a male-dominated society.
Most people with office jobs have had to sit through some kind of seminar or video about sexual harassment and appropriate workplace behavior.
I will beat my fists and scream “no” until he and the rest of the world realises that abusing someone’s personal space like that is never okay, that sexual harassment is not a “joke”
“The overwhelming sensation of relief when removing a bra after a long day of wearing one.”
I do not dress up for men. I do not wear makeup for men. I do not curl my hair for men. And I most definitely don’t wear heels for men (I do that so I can tower over them).
Who taught me that I should expect to be assaulted or taken advantage of in certain situations, that the only way to avoid such a thing is by my own diligence and my own preventative measures? Not being taken advantage of shouldn’t be considered lucky or rare or unique.