It was my close friend’s older brother who touched me in inappropriate places. I was around 8-9, and was too young to even understand what he was doing. But I still knew it felt wrong. To this day, I feel uncomfortable and afraid when any man (even the ones in my own family) touch me.

I actually don’t live here. I live on the West Coast, but I lived here as a child. Came here to get away for a few days. My flight landed a few hours ago and I’m staying in a hotel. I walked to the 711 to get some water and was honked at several times, asked if I wanted a ride, “complimented,” leered at as though I am piece of…

I have experienced men making crude remarks to me in every setting imaginable...in the workplace, in the court system, on the street, shopping with my children...it's ridiculous. I find that as I approach men, I make direct eye contact and firmly speak first, "Hello" or "Good Morning" it sort of stops them in their tracks. Not always, but it lets them know I will not be intimidated.