Harsh truths about people's lives are rarely easy to talk about, but these women need to be heard, their stories need to be out in the open for everyone to see. Twitter user Emrazz, aka the Feminist Next Door, sparked an important discussion online when she asked her followers to share how old they were when men started making them “feel uncomfortable or unsafe” in their own body.
What follows are some of the most honest and powerful responses you’re likely to see on social media in recent days. Twitter users opened up about how they were on the receiving end of harassment and improper behavior and it is shocking. What’s even worse is that some of the people who made these women feel unsafe were the people closest to them.
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I was 8 years old. A boy in my class chased me around the playground trying to force kisses on me. He even tore my shirt. Other girls in my class tried to protect me and I was even forced to lock myself in the bathroom during recess. I ended up getting in trouble for it. Get this, an eight year old is being SEXUALLY HARASSED by a classmate and their efforts to protect themselves from it get them in trouble. I was forced back to class a crying and terrified mess while all he got was a reminder to "not do it during school time". He started following me home and he wouldn't stop. Eventually I had really had enough and gave him a black eye and a fractured nose. Left me alone after that.
This happened to a friend of mine. She was raped a lot at a very young age by neighborhood kids. She didn't even realize or process until high school, and it broke her.
Jesus Christ. This is disgusting. How could a father be so gross, like WTF??
How are there so many school ones, wtf are the teachers doing????
Argh, all these posts just make me never want to put my (non existing) daughter in a skirt. Which again is so wrong, as a girl should be able to wear whatever she wants.
This world sucks. All people should be able to feel comfortable and safe in their bodies.
Rightfully so! Following is never okay and should not be normalized. It is disturbing and creepy.
How about the constant bra strap popping? I decked a guy for that after a solid week. I was grabbed and kissed at 6 by an eight year old. Safe, never. Wary, always.
"you can't play with anybody because you have eyes, they might poke them"
Being drunk is not an excuse to f*****g sexually assault people. But, then again, we actually elected Kavanaugh.
I hope he dies a slow painful death, surrounded by his least favorite animals!
I am so sorry! It was a completely horrible way for a grown man to treat a school girl! We as women certainly learn who the enemy is at early ages!
I put my clothes on first, then slip off the suit underneath by dragging it down a pant leg. Ulp-
How awful! Why didn't grownups react and chase him off, I wonder?
How terrifying! Why didn't any grownups react? I would think that would be the least they could do to help you!
Scary! Anything could have happened! I'm so glad you managed to say no!
It truly feels like we are born to be hunted, mercilessly, as a woman, from childhood till the day we die. Things must change for our children to be treated better, to feel safe as girls and women!
Men get away with their rotten behaviour, and other men protect them! It isn't fair, and we need to fight for our daughters, that they will never be taken advantage of!!
Not me but a child: went round to my good friends house, she has three Kids, youngest was 1.5yr old female. She had a new boarder, but someone our group of friends had known a fair while. Anyway, her daughter had been acting a bit strangely, but on this visit took my hand, tried to lead me to a bedroom. I said 'no sweetie let's go play in the lounge'. She climbed up onto the bed and got in and patted next to her. My stomach dropped. I was only 19 myself and not a mum yet but I knew that was not normal for that wee girl, and I had a gut feeling. Told the mum. Boarder did a runner. I lost touch with my friend but I hope so much that I was wrong, but I'm glad I said something because I knew it wasn't right. (Just like another woman I flatted with got a new nd, he looked at her kids wrong. Like, ogling. No-one believed me, my then bf got angry at me for being suspicious. But I made sure that from the day she started dating him, I hung around and was ALWAYS present when she ...
...would leave him in charge of the kids and go out. I was unemployed so I could be there, always watching over the kids. It annoyed him, he wanted me to go out. Fwd two months, one day he's gone. Vanished. No one was at home but me. Then after an hour or two my bf and a few other mates burst into the house "Where is he!!". Turns out he had finally listened to me, and looked him up on the register. He was there under a different name, prolific paedophile. I think he cottoned on to them figuring it out and ran. The mum and kids as it turned out were out shopping. But I'm so glad I listened to my gut, but angry that I didn't do more and sooner. And I don't understand how no-one could see what was so obvious to me
Load More Replies...I also had to stop reading. I was a late bloomer and inherited quite a large nose from my father. I still remember being mocked by boys and men when I was a teenager. Even my uncle once looked at me laughed and said "God, you're ugly." I was 14 and so insecure I even tried to pretend reading a book walking down the street so I didn't have to look up or draw the attention of teenage boys. When I got older and started looking more and more female and attractive suddenly adult men tried to talk to me, walked after me and so on. Always was scared when I had to pass a construction site because you could be a 100% sure the workers would howl or whistle and comment on your body. I cannot count how often my butt got touched when I went to a club at night. I hardly ever told anyone. I'm in my 40s now and sometimes still feel a little insecure but thankfully it got better the older I became. Also I'm glad those things became more and more inacceptable but they still happen.
Not me but a child: went round to my good friends house, she has three Kids, youngest was 1.5yr old female. She had a new boarder, but someone our group of friends had known a fair while. Anyway, her daughter had been acting a bit strangely, but on this visit took my hand, tried to lead me to a bedroom. I said 'no sweetie let's go play in the lounge'. She climbed up onto the bed and got in and patted next to her. My stomach dropped. I was only 19 myself and not a mum yet but I knew that was not normal for that wee girl, and I had a gut feeling. Told the mum. Boarder did a runner. I lost touch with my friend but I hope so much that I was wrong, but I'm glad I said something because I knew it wasn't right. (Just like another woman I flatted with got a new nd, he looked at her kids wrong. Like, ogling. No-one believed me, my then bf got angry at me for being suspicious. But I made sure that from the day she started dating him, I hung around and was ALWAYS present when she ...
...would leave him in charge of the kids and go out. I was unemployed so I could be there, always watching over the kids. It annoyed him, he wanted me to go out. Fwd two months, one day he's gone. Vanished. No one was at home but me. Then after an hour or two my bf and a few other mates burst into the house "Where is he!!". Turns out he had finally listened to me, and looked him up on the register. He was there under a different name, prolific paedophile. I think he cottoned on to them figuring it out and ran. The mum and kids as it turned out were out shopping. But I'm so glad I listened to my gut, but angry that I didn't do more and sooner. And I don't understand how no-one could see what was so obvious to me
Load More Replies...I also had to stop reading. I was a late bloomer and inherited quite a large nose from my father. I still remember being mocked by boys and men when I was a teenager. Even my uncle once looked at me laughed and said "God, you're ugly." I was 14 and so insecure I even tried to pretend reading a book walking down the street so I didn't have to look up or draw the attention of teenage boys. When I got older and started looking more and more female and attractive suddenly adult men tried to talk to me, walked after me and so on. Always was scared when I had to pass a construction site because you could be a 100% sure the workers would howl or whistle and comment on your body. I cannot count how often my butt got touched when I went to a club at night. I hardly ever told anyone. I'm in my 40s now and sometimes still feel a little insecure but thankfully it got better the older I became. Also I'm glad those things became more and more inacceptable but they still happen.
