I’ve been emailing back and forth with a therapist I was going to try out.
Ahh I’m nervous but its a good step and I am proud.
In high school, there were the boys that everyone knew who flirted with all the girls and tried to get as far as they could with them. I knew two of them as they were in my friend group. One day, one of them turned his attention to me. I knew their reputation, and I knew it was just an act. I wasn’t that confident in high school. I was a little overweight, a complete dork and (surprise) socially awkward. I had maybe two really good friends. Now this boy is paying attention to me, which I was taught was something miraculous and to be thankful if anyone paid attention to “a girl like me”.
One day, before rehearsals for a musical I was in, we went to Taco Bell with a couple of other friends. He sat by me, which made me feel special. We started to eat and he kept inching closer. I felt vulnerable even though we were in a public place. He was encroaching on my personal space. He placed his hand on my knee under the table. I flinched. Then, slowly, he moved his hand up further and further. I didn’t know what to do. I’ve never been in a situation like that. He made it to the crotch of my pants. I held my breath. I didn’t want him near me. I didn’t want him there. I shot up and excused myself to the bathroom.
I told one of my friends about it weeks later. She told me that I knew how he was, and I should have expected it. She told me that boys will be boys and I could have told him to stop and to not touch me. It was my fault I got in that position.
I believed her. For the longest time I never thought about it. I thought that he had a right to touch me. I never expressively told him not to so why would he stop. Because of that overused saying “boys will be boys”. He was just doing what all the other boys did. It was all a game to them.
Trying to throw paper wads down girls’ shirts. Making them drop their things so they’d bend over. Asking them to jump up and down so they can watch their breasts bounce. I witnessed all of these things and more in high school on a daily basis.
But as soon as I wore spaghetti straps to school, I got threatened to be sent home even though I had a sunburn on 80% of my body. I have a B cup. My tank top went to my collar bones. And that was too distracting for the boys to focus.
Teachers witnessed these things happening, and stood by. Some of the male teachers joined condoned it by laughing it off. Girls in the school were subjected to harassment and borderline sexual abuse almost every day and no one did anything to stop it because that was the norm.
We can’t let that be the norm any longer. Women won’t tell guys to stop because they were taught, like myself, it was a compliment.
I feel really sick thinking about this and I am so angry.
This is why I’m a feminist.
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i am looking forward to receiving this in the mail
I really, really need this. It would make interactions less stress-inducing.
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I applied my base coat for my polish and my dad called me downstairs and had me scrub down the stove top and a pan.
My base coat got all gunked up.
"When I was a kid, I believed you would become a mermaid when you went in the water to swim".
I really loved the little mermaid as a kid growing up so I had the warped perception you became a mermaid when you entered the water ahaha. This is me learning to swim with my cousin! This piece is for a gallery show at work.
I bought a lot of macaroni and two new Essie nail polishes.
There’s hardly a day I have off that goes by when I don’t wear my Mountain Goats T-shirt.
I’m going grocery shopping and buying new nail polish.
I paused this episode of ‘House’ and I’m laughing way too hard.
Harley is a gift from God.
This is why Harley is like my all time favorite!
Why did they leave out the best part of this scene?;
The character development of Harley is probably one of the better things DC has done with their characters.
OH WOW THIS IS SO MUCH BETTER WITH THIS EXTRA PANEL. <3 HARLEY.
Harley and Poison Ivy are forever my favorite.