I was walking to the locker room at school after a hard workout. I felt confident and fierce and healthy, generally just really good about myself. However, a few boys didn’t seem to understand that I looked and felt good for MYSELF, not for anyone else, especially not strangers with absolutely no respect for anyone, and took it upon themselves to physically prove to me that I met their standards by “pushing” their friend straight into me where his outstretched hands just so happened to curl over my breasts, squeeze, then run away howling before I had a chance to express my disgust.
I now feel incredibly guilty knowing that if i had just acted instead of being taken over by shock i could’ve really done something, shout, embarrass this guy, slap, punch, I don’t know. Just something to let him know that I am not here to please him. It also makes me really embarrassed for walking down the hall like i was: good posture, just confident and showing off that I felt good about myself. Almost like I was asking for something to happen to me. I hate that I’ve learned to think like that.
– SF
Location: Mountain Ridge High School Glendale, AZ
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