A man had asked my grandfather for money so he could get onto the subway. We had no change, so we apologized and said no. Minutes later, while stepping into the subway, the same man walked by, and slapped my ass.
I can deal with cat-calls, wolf whistles, whatever. It’s annoying, and disrespectful, but it’s not going to ruin my day. However, once you touch me without my consent, boundaries are crossed. As a result of childhood rape, I don’t like being touched by anyone, even (especially?) family.
All I had time for after this man slapped me was a gasp. I didn’t get to tell him “hands off,” or “get the fuck away from me,” or “back off, asshole!” Just a gasp, and I think the fact that I was too shocked to tell him off makes me angrier than anything.
– SF
Location: Washington, DC’s metro system
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Beckie says
Seriously I read a story like this and hope there’s a special hell for men like this. I am so sorry you were so violated. Thank you for sharing your story. Hey women got the vote after tons of struggling. We can fight for our rights to be safe on the streets too. And win!!!!