This morning i was sexually harassed on my way to the blue line. the thing this kid didn’t know was that i have thought about this before (yes, its sad nowadays you have to think about what you would do if this ever happens) and what i would do if this ever happened?, i wouldn’t let him get away. so as i turned after he grabbed me i ran after him and i started screaming, to anyone who was out this morning on kimball by the park that was me screaming for help, everyone in the park looked but no one helped, i saw the kid almost get hit by a car to my relief the driver realized i needed help, in some sort of movie way he sped to where the kid was trying to hop a fence and grabbed him down for me.
i am not a violent person. i do not enjoy hitting people. but this kid kept trying to justify what he did he wouldn’t shut up so i *cough* shut him up a little bit. someone called the cops and i got to talk to this kid who thought because i didn’t respond to his catcalling he could openly grab me in a place that is not ok to touch anyone without consent. i asked him if he had a daughter. he said he was only 19. i asked if he had a sister. he said she was two years younger than him. i ask him how would he feel if this happened to her? how would his mother feel knowing her son feels like he can do these things to women. the cops showed up and i must say a big thanks to those cops, for telling that kid it is not ok to treat women like that or anyone and a lot of thanks to the cop that drove me downtown to my work and talked with me about burlesque and d.jing.
i’m shaking up. i’m drinking some coffee. but i really just wanted to write this to show that this can happen to anyone. i thought it was maybe rare for me because of my boots and my bitch face when i walk by myself but no, this can happen to anyone. be safe.