I was on a walk with my husband and my infant son when a teenage boy in the passenger seat of a car leans out and screamed something like “Damn, girl” as they drove past us. I couldn’t even say anything and was mortified in front of my family. It did not make me feel pretty or wanted…it made me feel angry and gross.
– KE
Location: Rosemount, MN
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