Kathryn

I didn’t have many friends growing up so every day after school I’d walk to the library where I could be around people but in a safe, comfortable space. It couldn’t be anymore than a 15m walk between my house and the library–it was a further walk to school. More than once I’d be walking home and cars would slow down to catcall and shout out sexual invitations and “compliments” at me; usually these cars had 3-5 young guys (like late teens early twenties). This started when I was in grade 7 (12 years old) up until and through highschool, and it always made me really uncomfortable, embarrassed, and ashamed.