#metoo Wondering about you. Here's mine

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Crowded Piccadilly Circus: a guy passes me by and puts his hand up my crotch, tweaking my vulva. He pinched it. It hurt.

Woke up on an international flight to an Indian guy putting his hand up my skirt. He had taken the vacant seat next to me when my bf went to the loo.

Was in a mall, looking at goods next to the window. Guy outside taps on the window (night time) for me to look at him. He has his trousers down and he's wanking.

Went for a doctor's appointment in a 3rd world country for period pain. Had extensive breast exam. Stupid me. I was young and let it happen.

Was on an international flight, drunk oil worker came and sat in spare seat next to me and tried to flirt with me. I told him I was flying home for mum's funeral to get rid of him, and he climbed over me, screamed at me and kicked me, calling me a frigid cunt. He kicked me over and over. It was horrendous.

I know I'm not alone. What about you?

Sexually abused by a family member from age 8 till 12. Had 6 boys/men flash their penis or masturbate on the way home from school. When I was 9 my adult cousin had sex with his girlfriend while I was in the same room.
When i was 10 my sisters boyfriend asked if I'd like him to touch my "bits"
as he ran his hand up and down my leg.
Was punched in the face by a random man when I rejected his offer of oral sex on a busy street.
Been called frigid, been called a slut, slapper, tease just for daring to turn down a man.
God that's depressing..

okpedro Wow- that is a lot to deal with. Some men are cunts.

I'm not willing to disclose detail even anonymously as this is an open forum regularly pillaged by the gutter press but Me Too should suffice

Aged 16 a group of boys from a nearby school found me incredibly drunk at a party, surrounded me in a circle and passed me from guy to guy forcing kisses on me.

Aged 17 in the sixth form common room one guy decided he wanted to tickle me but I held my arms around my chest to stop him. Another guy came behind me, forcibly grabbed my wrists and held them back. I couldn't break free and was loudly objecting and panicking. The guy holding my arms back thought it was hilarious.

Aged 18 I was smoking with a guy outside a party and we started kissing. He tried to push for sex, I said no and he backed off. He told all his friends we had sex and I endured about 2 months of hell at school as a result and stopped socialising with all but a few close friends.

In a club with some friends and a group of people they knew, had a great night out. The next day I found out one of the guys from the group had upskirted me and posted the pictures on Facebook. As far as I know, the images are still up there as the man in question blocked me when I objected.

In a crowd at a festival, a man shoved his hands between my legs from behind and grabbed my labia.

My experiences that I listed above are really more the mild harassment end of the spectrum so I have been lucky really.

I admit I did overreact at the time though. I even went through a phase of equating what I went through as being actual sexual abuse and ended up telling a few people I was an abuse survivor. I feel a bit embarassed about that now, but I was only in my teens or 20s and felt unhappy and I think I latched onto those non-incidents I mentioned as a way of justifying how low I felt. I suppose it is all a spectrum, though, like anything.

to those who have been affected in any way by cuty men doing horrible things. Am so sick of having to be wary of men when I am out in public.

cunty, not cuty!

HeAteAFatball in the kindest possible way, I would say you are a survivor of abuse. Don't minimise what happened to you. It was unacceptable.

Mawkish Thanks. I am seeing a therapist and he says I need to stop minimising things, but I am not sure how I do that? I was always told by adults and other kids around me that I was a little drama queen

Aged about 10, standing in the queue to go into the movies. I became aware that the person behind me kept putting their hands on my hips, and "something" was poking into my back. I was very shy and scared, I just kept looking ahead of me and trying to move away but he just kept doing it. Finally I got the courage to turn around - it was an Indian man and he was pushing his penis into my back. I'd never seen a penis before in my life . He quickly walked away. I didn't even tell my friend about it. I can still remember what I was wearing . For ages I thought I must have somehow been "asking for it " since people used to say that about girls who got molested.

Aged 13 my music teacher used to give me a penny if I got my lesson right. After a while he started putting the penny down my blouse and then reaching in to get the penny out. I knew this was wrong so I just stopped going to music lessons. When my mother found out she got mad and told me I was a terrible girl to make up a story about such a nice man.

Wow, what a horrible world we live in, when it comes to the behaviour of some men.

Another one I forgot to mention: I was walking home from town with a friend one night. A group of men in an open top car passed us by at great speed and threw raw eggs at us, very hard. It fucking hurt - I recoiled, fell down, the pain, the oozing liquid.....I thought I'd been shot. It's so sad that some men would even think this is fun.