I hope you'll all forgive me posting here but reading this thread has got me thinking about my own experiences (I recognise that I have nowt to "complain" about in comparison to some posters on here who have obviously been through hell). This post is likely to be quite muddled but I hope you understand that I just need to let is out.
I was bullied for 10 out of 12 years through my first, middle and high school. It left me feeling totally worthless, my self esteem and confidence were non existent. I had very few friends and would regularly use break times just to hide (mostly locked in a toilet cubicle).
I feel that, for me (and I wouldn't assume that this is a generalisation AT ALL) my confidence was so low that I almost became conditioned to accept all sorts - groping, comments etc - from the age of about 12 onwards. This was fairly "normal" in school (comments from other posters saying school was like a zoo have really hit home). I had men follow me home from school, leering out of their windows, beeping - one even sat outside my house for 45 minutes during a lunch break only to follow me back to school and try to corner me in the park. Arse pinching, groping my chest, suggestive comments - I saw everything at the time as just being "normal".
The culmination was when, at the age of 16, I was about to sit my GCSE's. A teacher (yes, you read that correctly) cornered me in a classroom and said "I wish I could tell you all the beautiful things I want to do to you but I would scare you away". I am not an athletic person by any stretch of the imagination but I legged it faster than I ever had either before or since.
I told no one until I was 24.
In the few weeks between school and college I made fantastic new friends (including my lovely now dh!
) and my confidence was boosted beyond recognition. So much so that when my father's work colleague (in his 40's) suggested, in front of both my parents, that at 16 he would do certain things for me in return for sexual favours I simply replied "piss off - I have got some standards". I don't know what my poor dad was more shocked at - his proposition or my response!
I suppose what I am trying to say that, for me, I put up with all sorts of shit when my confidence was at it's lowest and I felt that it was "normal" for me to be a victim in some way, shape or form (perhaps other people also saw me as a perpetual victim which contributed to a downward spiral?)
I don't know the way forward - maybe it's a confidence thing, maybe girls should be taught that there is a boundary of acceptability, maybe they need to be given the courage to stand up and make a fuss when something unacceptable happens, and maybe we need to teach boys what is and what is not acceptable and that there will be consequences for their actions. But to be quite frank, seeing how widespread this total lack of respect is and how many people have been through such awful experiences, it scares me shitless to think of what my (yet to be conceived) children might go through in the future.