Shit- I’m out of milk. I take off my pijamas, put on my clothes – wait, not tiny shorts, even though it’s extremely hot outside, yeah, tiny shorts and a tank top, wait no, that’ll attract some viewers, just go with your PJ’s – ok.
As I walk a few blocks down the street I hear a whistle, I turn around, of course: a coward driving around, intimidating girls. But that’s normal, in Mexico, macho poses that scare girls, it’s an everyday burden. Just don’t turn around, don’t listen to them, just like my mom use to say. No fucking way. I’m sick of them. I live in a beautiful city; I’d like to go to the park, take the bus to work without anyone grabbing my ass. Why do we keep thinking it’s “normal” for men to intimidate and harass girls on their way to school, the market, or just walking around? Do you think it’s fair? What do you do about it?
My dad always said that someday I will get attacked by a crazy man because I always defend myself. “They want you to get angry, that’s why they provoke you”. But I just give them a sassy look and they always look surprised. They are not use to be confronted by girls. Do not get scared, don’t get intimidated, because that’s what they want. What does my dad want me to do? Walk around scared like most girls? Walk faster and look behind you, both sides, make sure no one is following you.
As one of my best friends was walking from the bus stop to her house, a guy in a car asked her or directions, as she was explaining which way he should go, he pulled out his dick and started masturbating. She ran away disgusted and angry. She felt impotent. What could she do? Now, she just doesn’t listen to anyone on the street and puts her earphones as loud as she can. Another friend of mine was walking to school, when a guy on his bike grabbed her ass, her fake ass thank God, she used her fake butt underwear that day.
These stories happen again and again to a numerous amount of women and girls.
I love walking, but I seriously feel really uncomfortable. It’s unfair.
I was an exchange student in England for 6 months. I never took the bus, I just walked. I felt free. No one looked at me uncomfortably, no one cared about what I would wear. Beautiful. But in Mexico, I prefer to drive.
It’s the same as when people justify a rape by saying “you were raped because you wore a short skirt”. If I want to go out on my short skirt, shorts or undies, I can, I should. Girls, defend yourselves. I’m not saying, give them the finger or start a fight with them, but don’t be scared, don’t let them intimidate you. Go and buy some milk with short skirts. Whistle back, but don’t ever, put your head down.
I know I live in a “machista” country, where macho behavior is cool and sexual harassment is unpunished. But even though some of us are making a change in our household, work place and relationships, Mexico still has a long way to go with equality and eradicating misogyny but at least I can go to sleep knowing that I sticked up for my sidewalks.