Don’t tell me to smile
I was already trying to ignore this guy. But he kept catcalling me while I was waiting at the traffic light. Telling me to smile and that I look great and whatever. Don’t tell me to smile.
I was already trying to ignore this guy. But he kept catcalling me while I was waiting at the traffic light. Telling me to smile and that I look great and whatever. Don’t tell me to smile.
I was walking with my friend and a young man slapped my butt hard.
Photo credit: lindanieuws.nl Submitted by Ghanwa, 3 July 2017 June is celebrated as Pride Month, a celebration of sexuality, sexual orientations and gender identities. I, a bisexual cis woman, too joined the Utrecht Pride to partake in the celebration and the festivities. However, I soon realized that my idea of sexual liberation and freedom, which finds …
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Many, many times in Groningen (city center).. Not only street intimidation is a weekly thing there (calling you names, following you, shouting ‘kankerhoer’ in your face, while I am just walking home with my groceries), but also physically harassing happened to me frequently. Guys harassing you, and when you kindly ask to stop touching you …
I was walking down with a friend on Oudegracht, a main street with lots of people, during mid day. Three boys, couldn’t have been older than fifteen, started following us mimicking everything I said in what ‘my accent.’ I have always been a strong advocate of speaking out so I turned, red with rage, and …
Ik kwam uit de supermarkt en stapte met mijn boodschappen op de fiets. Een man liep langs me, stopte en zei “hallo, lekker ding”. Zat ik echt op te wachten!
Ik was op weg naar mijn werk vroeg in de ochtend, het was nog donker. In tegengestelde richting kwam een man aanfietsen, op hetzelfde fietspad. Terwijl hij langs fietste keek hij mij verlekkerd aan en bleef staren.
I was harassed here a couple of years ago around this time of year, at 7 in the morning. A guy grabbed me at all the wrong places a tried to rape me, failed because I could run away. He was caught by the police. He was a crazy drug addict.
I was cycling down a street with a weak bike light. I saw two people standing by the side of the road, with a bright light. I cycled away as fast as I could but they shouted after me so I went back because I assumed maybe they had a problem with their bikes. However, …
There was a group of guys from around 20 to 30 y.o, and they were speaking to all females that were walking by. Asking where they were going and telling them how sexy they walked. I felt very uncomfortable and even walked passed my own front door so that they wouldn’t see where I lived …