A while ago I thought I’d help motivate myself to get out of the house and get active by making myself tea and going for a walk around my block. After all, I love walking, and I’m too broke to join a gym. I was all excited about it, had my tea, made it to the other side of the block and was really enjoying being out in the sun, with all the happy little houses around….and then was heftily sexually harassed as I passed a house full of people who were hanging out in their front yard. They talked about my body parts for at least the entire time I was in earshot, loudly talking about me in the third person and shouting instructions and opinions at me. It was mostly one guy, but there were both guys and girls laughing along with him.
I’ve realized this is pretty common any time I walk places. Street harassment is alive and well in Los Angeles.
This is why I don’t leave my house as much as I’d like to, and why I no longer skate anywhere – because I just can’t muster the energy to deal with scary douches. I’m tired of having to be combat-ready all the time. So now I mostly just stay home or only drive places (even if I could walk there).
– MAG
Location: North Hollywood, CA
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