I was walking downtown when I noticed that a man walking ahead of me, who was rifling through his wallet, had dropped a dollar bill. I didn’t think twice about picking it up and giving it back to him. He thanked me and I kept walking; however, I noticed that he’d adjusted his pace to walk closely behind me. He started saying things like, “Oh I’ve gotta get with you, girl.”
When I ignored him, he raised his voice. “Hey! Where are you going?”
He followed me for an entire block until a crosswalk blocked his way. I’d been catcalled by three different men in a span of ten minutes right before this happened. I felt afraid for my safety and infuriated that I have to make myself invisible in public and avoid all interaction just to feel safe.
– Anonymous
Location: Detroit, Michigan
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