So I was taking a "break" and catching up on my shows and ironically the messages of the episodes had to do with faith (a girl who gets baptist) and drive and ambition (a girl who works her butt off but unfortunately, her boss makes a move on her and on the second time, it looked as though he would have raped her if she had not got out of car). Anyway, this was another slap in the face and of course I start questioning like "That character was sexually harassed even though she ignored it the first time and even told the guy, her boss, to let bygones be bygone." So, I guess I keep thinking when something like this happens, why are many of us scared to tell. I am guilty of it-have been since I was 6 years old. Also, I recalled an incident in the 8th grade when I was sexually harassed by a boy at my school. Long story short, during passing period-I believe after my 1st period-I always felt something "hitting" my behind. So, I kept shrugging it off, believing that someone had accidentally bumped into me or etc. because the hallways were so tight and there were lots of students. Well, unfortunately it was no accidents when I began to see this muslim boy around more and more and eventually, he even waited outside of my first period, smiling. I would always look away and eventually I began to shoot him dirty looks but this did not stop him. Thankfully, I had found out that he was doing this with a few other girls, touching or pinching their behinds and he even slapped a girl's butt but it was not me. Anyway, one of the girls who this happened to turned out to be my best friend and we wrote a note to the guidance counselor and eventually they called us in one by one. I just remember being mortified and scared and just felt plan out dirty when the counselor and the Vice Principal had me sat down-just us three-and asked me when I first recalled when it had happened and etc. I remember it even felt like I was lying because the way they kind of looked at me-but it could have been just me being so damn uncomfortable a bit. Plus, a friend too did not make this any better when the muslim boy had even slipped a note in my locker, saying he liked me and that he wanted to know if I liked him back and not to show anyone the letter. Anyway, long story short, my "friend" said "are you sure he likes you? maybe he is just playing a joke." That made me feel worse because a few years back, I was a bit chubbier and had more meat on me than my friends who were all sticks. I was average size so I guess it pissed me off since my friend made it seem as though I was lying or something. Plus, I NEVER wore shorts, skirts, dresses-basically the "hot" trends. Well, after I confronted this to someone, the boy stopped harassing all of the girls. Ironically when this was happening, I was living with my dad, who was excessively drinking as usual, and my sibling whom-to be honest-don't think anything was occurring amongst us but maybe I just do not remember.
Just had to post because even an incident like this, the muslim boy, I have never told my parents or anyone except my friends who of course went to the same middle school as me. My old best friend, who was also harassed by the guy, and me used to somewhat laugh about how we actually met but deep down, it still makes me cringe a bit. Weird how one thing can trigger a memory. The muslim boy even went to the same high school as us but never once, did I catch him near me or anything. Weird, but maybe this shows just how much more people go through something similar or far worse than us. I do not understand why society has to paint that bowl s*** picture of everything being roses, rainbows, and just happy happy. Do not mean to be negative, but guess I live with someone who acts like everything is perfect. I do not feel as mad as before, trying not to worry or think so much, but just weird...