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karnythia:

ouyangdan:

magesmagesmages:

notdoingmywork:

However you define this. I want to see the numbers, and I want to see if there’s any solidarity here, male and female, because this happens to both.

I hope no one’s too ashamed to reblog this, because you shouldn’t be ashamed. You didn’t ask for it. So you shouldn’t be the…

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I’ve been harassed by strangers on trains and buses, told to “show my tits” by workers on construction sites, labelled as a “slut” by men I wouldn’t sleep with… the list goes on.

I’ve never been raped or physically hurt, but I feel safe in saying I’ve definitely been a victim, and I’d be very surprised if there are women out there who haven’t. 

I’m not going to go into details, but yes. And I think this kind of visibility is important if people feel safe sharing.

Fairly regularly since I hit puberty, so a good 25 years of street harassment.

I remember being about 9 or 10 walking down the street with my aunt, and some guy said something to her along the lines of, “hey foxy!” It was the late 70’s, whatever. I could tell she was embarassed it happened in front of me, and I said to her, “men say that stuff to my mom too.” She looked at me and, I will never forget this, said, “I’m sure they do. They’ll do it to you too when you’re older.” Later that summer, my mom decided I was old enough to go to the store alone and the very first time I did, some guy said something to me, and I remember thinking, well, that didn’t take long. It’s been 30+ years and other than a 4 year stretch when I never went anywhere without at least one toddler, I’ve dealt with it ever since. Even visible pregnancy was not an obstacle. I will say that now that I’m over 40 it tends to be entirely verbal, and less aggressive than before.

My daughter is 10 and she doesn’t go anywhere alone yet, but I’ve already seen guys checking her out when she stands a bit apart from me. No one has spoken directly to her yet, but it’s inevitable living in NYC.

An easier question than who has been street harassed, is who hasn’t been. I find it hard to imagine a grown woman who hasn’t had the experience at least once in her life.