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I was doing teen talk with my mom and that homework that they send home with you. Like the questions for a parent. anyways she told me all kinds of generic puberty things, then gave me the Talk. You know, the one that every “minority” has, even if they’re not a minority. The one that goes “don’t do such and such, avoid so and so.” She told me about how she had been sexually assaulted by a man her parents trusted, so they didn’t believe her that it happened. I figured, though, that it was all just talk. You know, the naive 13-year-old thing. Three years later, my junior year of high school. I’m taking the train home, as usual, and some creepy older guys stark looking me down, licking their lips, and murmuring to each other. I ask them what they’re looking at, one guy says “a great piece of ass. You free tonight?” and so I do that trick my mom taught me where I casually hold my key in a way I could gouge out an eye with it.
They left me alone but it makes me so mad that this can just happen
I’ve voiced my belief that women deserve the right to choose what to do with their bodies at my school. I’m publicly a pro-choice feminist. However, I constantly get called murderer, feminazi, baby killer, psycho, and other names by my ignorant peers. I attend a Catholic school that advertises that it’s a safe place and everyone has the right to their opinion as long as it doesn’t hurt anyone . I respect that some people wouldn’t have an abortion themselves because of their religion but agree that women reserve the right to one (a belief shared by most at my school). The constant name calling, the offensive feminist jokes (“how many feminists does it take to change a light bulb” etc.), and so much more has become something I have grown use to. However, a friend of mine recently thanked me for being open about my beliefs in a place where it may not always feel safe. This one comment has made it all worth it and I will never remain silent again.
Technican tried to set me up with his son. Highly inappropriate comment which wouldn’t have happened if I were a man, and its the last in a long line of sexist comments which I have to ignore because otherwise I cannot get the equipment for my academic research.
Not really surprised that there are so few women in this field why would anyone put up with this.
Went for a massage at Hilton hotel Iceland. The Indian masseur practically put his hand up my vagina. I didn’t say anything about it feeling confused as it was a massage therapy I hadn’t had before. This was some years ago when and I had a suppressed violent sexual abuse history and was unable to distinguish good and bad behaviour in men.
Was teaching computer science as a tutor in 2019. On the first meeting the 17/18 year old boy showed me his work. One of his databases was full of references to “rape”.
To all the people in my school who would try to sexualise my body, if a person has bigger breasts that does not make them any more or less sexual than someone who has smaller ones!
I happen to be asexual and my body-shape is literally nothing to do with my sexuality or orientation, it wouldn’t matter if I wasn’t asexual either and does not give you the right to harass and try to touch me.
Also why are girls shamed for their bodies and their sexuality no matter what it is? If I’m ace I am therefore a “prude”, if I wasn’t asexual it would be “slut” or something else nasty, it seems being female is enough for some people to give you a nasty label regardless!
I am 19 and I will become a scientist when I am older. But I don’t want any shit male proffesors who give me sexist crap, I don’t want my work undervalued, I don’t want to be called bitchy, etx. Etc.
I have had bitchy and ‘smile’ far to fucking often, but I can see how not being ‘nice’ all the bloody time might damage my career.
I can see why some people pretend to be male. Just tricj them until they respect you.
Mortgage broker and solicitor contact my partner every time and use his name as policy reference, despite the fact that:
– All policy paperwork has been filled in with my name as policy holder 1.
– I have been the one contacting mortgage broker and solicitor every time.
– When they contact my partner, he tells them they need to speak to me.
– I have been clear that I manage our household finances.
– My name comes first alphabetically.
– I earn more money than my partner (shouldn’t be important but rules that out as a reason to contact him).
– It’s an inconvenience for everyone involved and slows the whole process down.
– I can’t think of any possible reason they should default to him.
A few weeks ago me and my friend went to england to visit her mum (we are from Scotland) and at about 10 at night we went to the park which was about a 5 minute walk from the house and we were sitting on a bench just having a laugh and this group of about 8 guys came up to us. my friend and I are only 14 and these guys were about 17 and they shout “are you single” so we just ignore them but they come to the bench and sit with us so we are really uncomfortable and then 2 of them are like “give us a kiss or yous are getting cut” and they pull out a knife it was really scary so we got up and ran back to the house but we didn’t tell anyone I was especially scared because I tried to walk away at first but the guy grabbed me and wouldn’t let go so I was really scared but he let me go eventually and the other guy who was talking to my friend kept groping her and I honestly will never forget that night it was terrifying because we thought we were going to get stabbed or raped or something and I just had to get it out somewhere so that’s why I’m in here
Feeling rather creeped out. Person who I helped at work and gave up some time for on the computers comes back with flowers. I don’t want it!