My most memorable street harassment experience was walking my two dogs about 3 blocks so they could pee. Two houses down a man started yelling things like, “Hey baby girl” and a few others joined in. I felt rattled but determined to not respond in any way.
On my way back he started yelling at me again and I felt so angry and fed up with him that I turned around and yelled “has that EVER worked for you? F***ing loser,” and then I felt panicked.
Then I passed my neighbor, who had sexually assaulted me two weeks prior, and he was calling out to me.
Another man told me to go on and respond and say hi to the nice old man. I didn’t call authorities because I live in a mostly black neighborhood including that neighbor, and I’m white so I was scared of how police would react and how the media might play it (if they got involved). But I also hated having to live my life like he’s any other decent person that I should get along with. So with the angry outburst I had already let out I yelled that I do not associate with rapists and neither should he and that my neighbor is lucky I didn’t call the cops on him, and he’s certainly not entitled to my time.
I finished the walk home by running and I locked the door and set the alarm panicked that he’d try to “talk about it” and harass me some more. He didn’t but I had a nervous breakdown and I was crying off and on for the rest of the night. I was shaking and felt very unsafe.
Optional: What’s one way you think we can make public places safer for everyone?
Denormalize public flirtation, pick ups, etc that people say is what (street) harassment is.
– Lexi
Location: Oklahoma City
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