I am 15 and this happened to me at school recently. A friend of mine were joking around then suddenly he got out $2 and said “Is this enough for an hour”. I shouted at him saying he shouldn’t have done that. I ran up to my friend ( they didn’t hear what he said and I told them), they all laughed and told me cool down and it was only a joke. It made me feel as if I shouldn’t have done anything about it.


A year and a bit ago I was at a charity run with one of my girlfriends. There was a guy there that I had known from years ago, and I smiled at him. I was simply being nice. Later on, I stopped to tie my shoe, and he came up from behind me with one of his friends, and slapped my ass. He gave a ‘whoop’ to express his achievement and his friend laughed. No one around me questioned what had just happened, and carried on. I never really talked about it, or mentioned it to anyone. I was 16 at the time and I just thought that everyone experienced this from time to time. I felt belittled and embarrassed, but at the same time felt that it was such a small thing, and therefore didn’t choose to follow him up on it. I wish I had.


Since finding this space I have so many stories to share. They extend from *groan* to “ARE YOU F***ING KIDDING ME?!”. Let’s do things chronologically… In Year 10 everyone was taken for a tour around a university as we were expect to “know what we wanted to do in life” by the end of that year. At the time I was extremely interested in Biology. Given the opportunity to see the areas we wanted to study I joined the group for science. The man leading that group felt it necessary to reiterate that the group for nursing was elsewhere and made this comment looking directly at me (the only woman in the group). -_- *grooooaaannn*


I was roughly about 8 or 9 and I started playing soccer. I loved every second of it. I was on goals and I missed the ball. Everyone ran back to their original positions and I remember a boy in my class said “Girls can’t play soccer. You should sit out”. I did. I played cricket with school. My teacher (mid 40’s woman) said after I threw the ball to the wrong person “What the hell was that? Can we keep the ball with the guys this time?” I ‘felt sick’ and sat out. I was 13 and playing Rugby and was told by another boy in my class “You play rough for a girl” then winks at me. I liked sport as a child and even wanted to be a famous soccer player for most of my childhood. Today I despise any form of sport and hate playing. I wonder why


I’m at 37 year old woman and it took me reading an article last week about sexual assaults in schools to even realise how I was treated was wrong! We were taught the behaviour was normal to be harassed by boys. Have your dress lifted over your head, be felt up against a your will. Be groped touched and have your pants pulled down if you dared wear them. I’m glad it’s now being recognised as not ok.


My husband purchased something online, and had it delivered to our flat. The delivery man buzzed our apartment to deliver the parcel, and I said I could sign for the parcel in my husband’s absence. I signed my name, which the delivery man inspected. After confirming that our surnames are different, he went on to tell me that I ‘should change my name’ to my husband’s name. I had a brief (and disbelieving) exchange with this man, and then lodged a formal complaint with the company. How is it even possible that in 2017 in Sydney a complete stranger, a delivery man, feels he can tell a women what she should do with her name if married?


8/3/17 I have been quite a chubby girl for most of my life. I’m in year 11 at a very strict high school and being Chubby and having 14f sized breasts means I have gotten unwanted looks and comments but that was quite normal so I didn’t really think that much about it. In the last few months two 16 year old guys in my grade hade started asking me rude questions stearing at me and liking their lips eventually it got to the point of them saying stuff like “I want lt like your pussy” and” how big is you boyfriends dick and have you sucked it”. One afternoon I was watching at the bus stop after school and the to boy happened to be catching the same bus the guys noticed I was at the bus stop and for 20 minutes screamed my name and made sexual noises such as moning as they humped the air in my direction and then proseded to as me to “come over here” the next day as I got to school I had finally disused to go and tell the school deputies what had been happening. A week later I got called up to the office and notified the one of the boys had been given a warning and that they didn’t really have the time to talk to the other one. so there is my story about how my school handled asexual harassment


So the other day I was outside my Chemistry class and one of my friends was looking in her bag for a tampon and asked me if I had one she could use. Just as I pulled out my little ‘period bag’ with my supplies in it one of the boys from the class next door walked past, saw what was inside and said “GROSS!” really loudly. I then asked him what was wrong with a natural bodily function before the teacher called me inside saying I was “wasting class time.” This really peeved me because I wanted to see what the guy would’ve said back! I don’t get why so many men call periods gross and disgusting when women (or anyone with a vagina basically) have zero choice on getting a period.


My work supervisor developed a crush on me during a university internship. He asked me to please send an email to his wife explaining that she was irrationally jealous and that “nothing had happened between us”. It hadn’t, and from a 65 year old man to a 25 year old university student such a request was completely inappropriate. I decided to keep my distance and was later rated poorly for the work I had done during the internship. In a conversation with my supervisor many months later he confided in me that he had given me the bad write-up because he was hurt that I didn’t reciprocate his feelings for me.


I’m an auditor. My company hired a new director last year – a guy who is well regarded for his work in the industry. When we were introduced his immediate response was “you don’t look scary enough to be an auditor”. I know he was trying to be friendly but he judged me on my appearance and implied that my appearance compromised my work. This was disheartening when I was looking to earn his professional respect. I doubt he would ever make the same remark about a male auditor.