I was at a bus stop, waiting for my bus to arrive, it was dark out. I see a man with a hooded sweatshirt and he appeared to be faceless because all I saw was the hoodie and baggy sweatpants. He stood about 5 feet away from me, to my side. I had a weird feeling about him and I looked and he was reaching into his pants, I got scared and thought he was going to pull out a knife or a gun. I was so scared wondering what should I do, run away?! but then I keep looking and he pulled out his dick… I saw and just walked away.
I felt really disgusted. I walked away behind him, where other people were also waiting for the bus. I stood between two older women. I felt disgusted and dirty like I had to go home and take a shower, It made me feel like a piece of meat. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had experienced street harassment since I was very young, about 9 or 10 years old, but this has got to be the worst one.
Do you have any suggestions for dealing with harassers and/or ending street harassment in general?
I would suggest that for catcallers, they get called out on their actions, but I understand that is very difficult to do especially because one is always considering their own safety before anything else. for example, I thought that person had a gun or knife, you never know! I usually never make eye contact with men on the street because if I do, most of the time I get the “sexual lustful stare”
– Anonymous
Location: Bus stop in San Francisco, CA
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