I was 16 when I first realised my body was there for men to enjoy. It started innocently enough, the odd compliment from men, no harm there !
When I was 18 I decided to meet some friends, on the way a man (forcefully) stopped me and asked me out for coffee and started to follow me after I said no. I wasn’t offended, just scared so i went in a pub .. you know a public place, safety lesson number 1!
In that pub two men approcahed me and proceded to pull my top down and make comments about my breasts. I was outraged and didn’t know how to act. I did the only thing I could think of. I locked myself in the toilets and cried. I realised I was just a girl, a girls who body deserved to be looked at and touched by strange men without my consent. At least that’s how society sees it…
I told my Grandfather what had happened (we are close and he’s my hero). He told me that a woman shouldn’t go into a pub alone and that when he was younger he use to go with female Co workers to the pub in case that happened. That is something that stuck with me … “because you are a woman”. As if it should make a difference !
It angers me that girls/woman/females need safety lessons, like we’re asking to be attacked. I think men are the one who needs lessons in how to realise they have no power of or entitlment over females.