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Dude grabbed me from behind and started trying to grind with me without my consent.
When I ripped his hand off of my body, he shoved me and told me that if I get in his way, I better be prepared to dance with him.
I was at this bar last night with friends. It was near closing time and we got separated.
I circled the place trying to find them and got grabbed by guys multiple times…on my arms, shoulders, and even once on the thigh.
I was freaked out and became very upset, one of the workers saw me and only told me to get out of his way.
This doesn’t seem like such a ‘huge’ story, but it happened so close to my home on my regular “walk around the block” and really unsettled and upset me.
I was just on a walk with my headphones in–a really good walk, a really pretty day, enjoying my music, when a guy (youngish, probably in his 20s) pulled up and rolled down his window. People often ask for directions in this neighborhood, so I pulled out my earphones to see if he needed help.
He said “Can I ask you something?” I just stared at him for a moment. “Would you do me the honor of giving me a kiss?” (Ughh .. makes me feel slimy just to write it!).
I felt kind of punched in the gut, told him “What the hell is WRONG with you?” (and I never, ever swear, by the way–it sounds really tame, but that’s probably the worst thing I’ve said to anyone in public–I was just super shocked).
I immediately put my earphones back in and booked it up the street. I heard him calling. “Hey! Come back! You’re beautiful!”.
His car followed me up the street about halfway. I kept ignoring him, and eventually he revved the engine and raced off.
I’ve been harassed before, but this one really got me because it was so close to home–in a quiet little suburban neighborhood.
I was so embarrassed I didn’t want to tell my parents.
I now wish I had. I feel like I gave this guy way too much power by keeping silent, the jerk.
A car full of guys drove past and shouted/cat-called at me.
I’m wearing jeans and a t-shirt and walking with my boyfriend and his male friend.
Shit pisses me off. Totally unacceptable.
Catcalling should be made illegal. We should be able to take license plates and report the creeps.
I was walking to my friends house one night to a sleepover.
I heard someone walking behind me so I walked faster until I came to a street light.
There was a man probably in his 40s, I was 15.
He came close to me and asked how much I charged for sex.
I was scared and I didn’t know what to say.
I said “um, no.” and kept walking.
He followed me for 2 blocks until I started yelling at him to stop following me.
He showed up at my house, unannounced.
He was outside my window.
I texted my best friend.
He was drunk.
He hurt me emotionally.
He never should have violated my space.
He could have raped or hurt me.
It’s scary to think I don’t have to go outside to face harassment.
I was drunk.
Riding a hotel elevator.
I was sitting in the corner when the newspaper delivery guy came in, crouched down to ask if I was okay.
He then grabbed me between my legs.
A man followed me in his car, slowing down to a creep.
He thought I was a middleschooler, because we were just outside a middle school.
He tried to get me into his car.
I yelled at him and he took off.