Disturbing experiences in the everyday life of a female - Someone actually wrote this...

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Hello, I am not writing this to garner sympathy. I am writing this because I thought it would be informative for people to read about what i have gone through concerning scary and sexually abusive experiences in my life. Just normal life as a female. I think it is important to state that nothing I list below is unusual for most of the women I have talked to about these types of things.

I am going to list these experiences as they come to mind. They are not going to be in any particular order. Some things are much worse than others, however, they are all important to list, as they all concern different types of abuse, sexual and otherwise. I have been thinking about these experiences of mine, quite a lot lately. My go to is to write things down when they start to get overwhelming. Sometimes painting and reading are not enough. So here goes.

* At five years old, I was taken into the room of a fifteen year old neighbor girl, who used to babysit me and my sister. She took off my shirt, and her own, then touched my chest, and made me do the same to her. She put her fingers on my vaginal area, over my pants. I don't remember what happened after that. I kept this to myself, and finally told my parents about it when I was 13.

* I have been whistled at by males in cars many times, screamed at about my different body parts, and let me just say that when you are walking down the street, minding your own business, and someone yells at you from behind or beside you, it makes you jump, and scares the shit out of you, because you are not expecting it.

* The first time I remember being screamed at, I was fourteen. NICE ASS! Which came out of the mouth of an adult male. I was walking up the steps at the fair, going into the history exhibit. There were lots of people around, no one blinked an eye.

* Adult male carnies, at the same fair, triying to pick me up.

* My mother and I were at the seafood market, and an old man started talking to me, telling me that oysters were sexual aphrodisiacs. (I was fourteen) apparently, fourteen was the magic number, for the most part. Of course, we got the heck out of there.

* When I was sixteen, mom and I went to lunch at a restaurant/bar. The men at the bar started loudly talking about how they wanted to have a piece of me and my mom. How we were fine looking, and other vulgar stuff. The bartender did nothing, we had to leave.

*I was walking down the path to the office, in high school one day, and 3 boys told me they were going to rape me, after school.

*Again, a teenager, I was walking down market street, in San Francisco, and a man started following me, telling me that he wanted some, "trim."

*I was sixteen, my girlfriend was fourteen, we were walking down market street, and two sailors kept following us around, offering to buy us anything we wanted, if only we would go out to dinner with them that evening. Of course, we said no, and told them our ages. Didn't matter to them at all.

*Went to a friend's wedding, and her friend's husband, came up behind me and put his hand/fingers, way down low, on my rear.

*My roommate's fiance told me in front of her and her family, that I would look beautiful in the clothes she was showing them, that she had picked out for her wedding party.

*I was grabbed in a suffocating hug, kissed forcefully, and told that I needed to leave my husband.

* I was grabbed again, hands going over my breasts and rear, and french kissed. (A different guy and time)

*I was grabbed and held by the sides of my face and French kissed, I was seventeen, the guy was in his twenties.

*Grabbed in the walkin freezer at work by the bread man, he attacked me, I got away and ran into the office and locked myself in.

*Same bread guy was always saying inappropriate shit to me.

*At work as a waitress at the country club, i was sexually harassed by my manager. An example, he walked up behind me when i was rolling silverware, and put his arms on either side of me, rubbed his penis on me, leaned in my ear, and asked me if i was wet.

*The male members at the country club continually hit on me, asking me how many guys I dated, etc.

*Cooks at the country club sexually harassd me, and were verbally abusive when I told them to leave me alone.

* A guy I had went to school with, starting in elementary, (I considered him a friend.) Saw me walking down the road one day, offered me a ride home, told me he heard I was getting divorced, and did I want to go have a drink with him. (He was married) I said no, I didn't think so. He kept asking me if we could go have a beer at my house. I said no, he kept circling the block and would not let me out of the truck. Oh, I forgot, when I first got in the truck, he told me that he had always hoped he would see me walking down the road, so that he could offer me a "ride somewhere." I finally got him to let me out of the truck.

*My ex husband and I had friends of his over from his school days, we lived in a two room apartment. I had too much to drink, and went in our room to lay down. While my husband was outside with some other friends, two of his childhood friends mauled me in my bed and kissed me. Hazy memories of that incident.

*Walking down the street one day, and 3 guys drove in front of me, cut off my ability to walk around them, and asked me if I wanted to go and "party" with them. I Ignored them and they kept following me, shouting obscenities.

*Followed around the block by guys in cars more times than I can say. One guy was so persistent that I screamed at him, "get the fuck away from me, you murderer."

*Went out on a date, and was raped. Afterwards, The guy told me that he really liked me, and would I like to go out to dinner with him the next night?

* My ex husband raped me.

* Dinner with my parents, with his work colleague and his wife. Age fourteen again. My dad's work friend started talking about my "budding body" and how pretty i was.

*Walking down the street, going to meet my now husband, and a group of guys, as they were walking towards me, told me that I was "going to get fucked tonight." They all laughed at me as they walked past me.

*Can't forget the classic, "Smile, you would be so much prettier if you smiled." Said more times than I can count.

*Husband's uncle was continually pinching my rear and telling me that when I got bored of his nephew, he was willing to "take care of me."

*Followed home from a restaurant one night, by a man in a truck. I had to walk past my house, and run away from him, so he wouldn't know where I lived.

*Got disgusting sexual calls at my work, and no matter who else answered the phone, including other women, he would wait until it was me on the phone.

*Was at a party, and one of the guys tried to break into the bathroom, while I was in there. He was pushing the door inward, I was able to keep him out, I have no idea how I was able to do that. Terror?

*At fifteen, my first boyfriend, who was 18, tried to rape me on the wet football field one night.

*My first time going out with a boy in high school, he parked and grabbed me and kissed me, without my consent.

*Went out with my girlfriend one Friday night, and a group of men tried to convince us to go to a party with them. We were both fifteen.

Well, I do think that this list gives enough of a glimpse of what has happened to an ordinary woman during her life. I am now 56 years old. I must say, when I have thought about this stuff, it did not seem this extensive. Writing all of this down though, has made me realize the enormity of it all. Internalizing this crap is one thing, seeing it all down here, is blowing my mind. This is mostly what I can remember right now, I am sure there is more I am forgetting.

I can't say this enough, this list is not strange or unique, which is a big part of why I wanted to write this all down here. Some women and girls have had more terrible experiences, some less, but the awful thing about this is that these types of behaviors by men happen every single day to women and girls, and some men do not seem to understand the day in, day out reality of it. It is exhausting emotionally. Reading through this list, I am amazed I am still here, and surviving.


P.S. I intentionally did not include how some of these experiences were resolved, as it would be too much and too long to write about all of that. Also, if anyone is wondering, I have never had a driver's, incense, I rode my bike, or walked everywhere. I lived in a pretty small town.

HELLO, I WANT ALL OF YOU TO KNOW, I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO REPLY TO ALL OF THE COMMENTS, IT IS QUITE A LOT, SO IF I MISSED SOME OF YOU, I AM SORRY!

THANKS ALL, FOR YOUR PARTICIPATION!
 
Good question! I guess she thinks she represents all women or some silly bullshit like that.
What she went through isn't uncommon, but it's dumb but not surprising that she feels the need to just dump it on everyone even when they didn't ask. It's common that people feel alone when thinking about how they were sexually abused, but that doesn't mean the solution is telling people on the internet about every time you were groped or raped. In fact, it opens you up to abuse by trolls and genuine jackoffs; you're making yourself vulnerable to people who don't give a shit about your well-being and if you're not in a good place, that's the absolute LAST thing you want to do.
 
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>see the page is plastered with lefty buzzwords like metoo and toxic masculinity
>instantly feel every ounce of sympathy leave my body

Feels good to not have to give a shit. Keep voting Democrat and going to pussy hat marches, you dumb roastie. Enjoy getting catcalled in the streets by hordes of disgusting brown people forever. Enjoy trannies leering at you from across the locker room that you let them into. Enjoy being raped by a different pajeet or beaner every week. Now tell us all "Thank God we got rid of those damn Christian fundies"
 
* At five years old, I was taken into the room of a fifteen year old neighbor girl, who used to babysit me and my sister. She took off my shirt, and her own, then touched my chest, and made me do the same to her. She put her fingers on my vaginal area, over my pants. I don't remember what happened after that. I kept this to myself, and finally told my parents about it when I was 13.
I stopped reading here.
Is this whole article just about her being molested?
 
Lady looks like this at 56, no boob-shot to gauge if she actually has the bust to back it up:
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Methinks she continuously put herself into these kinds of situations, or she's definitely exaggerating stuff. Like you don't just casually mention that your ex-husband raped you and just not go into detail shortly after mentioning you were so drunk once that the experience of his friends getting handsy with you was just a haze. Lay off the sauce and this shit stops, lady.
 
Yeah, as women, we get harassed, but the amount of times this lady got harrased/abused just seems very farfetched.

* When I was sixteen, mom and I went to lunch at a restaurant/bar. The men at the bar started loudly talking about how they wanted to have a piece of me and my mom. How we were fine looking, and other vulgar stuff. The bartender did nothing, we had to leave.
This didn't happen. Fuck you.
 
Lady looks like this at 56, no boob-shot to gauge if she actually has the bust to back it up:
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Methinks she continuously put herself into these kinds of situations, or she's definitely exaggerating stuff. Like you don't just casually mention that your ex-husband raped you and just not go into detail shortly after mentioning you were so drunk once that the experience of his friends getting handsy with you was just a haze. Lay off the sauce and this shit stops, lady.

That's a Myspace angle, so she's actually worse than that.
 
Hello, I am not writing this to garner sympathy. I am writing this because I thought it would be informative for people to read about what i have gone through concerning scary and sexually abusive experiences in my life.
Just normal life as a female.
Do American women suck at understanding and using generalization?*

The specifically personal anecdote becomes the trend. On the other hand, when the trend gets brought up, then it's "not all! I'm not like that!"-- the same kind of argument, sometimes even when the trend in question isn't distinctly negative.

*I am not talking about all American women. I am referencing a thought pattern I've encountered repeatedly and have reason to believe is not pressured against within the American women's subculture. It may be most American women that have this issue, or it may be less-than-most, but it is apparently a preeminent thought pattern.
 
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P.S. I intentionally did not include how some of these experiences were resolved, as it would be too much and too long to write about all of that. Also, if anyone is wondering, I have never had a driver's, incense, I rode my bike, or walked everywhere. I lived in a pretty small town.
She lived in a small town where she walked Market Street in San Francisco alone multiple times?
 
*Went out with my girlfriend one Friday night, and a group of men tried to convince us to go to a party with them. We were both fifteen.
>go out to party
>men want to party with you
>EWWW GROSS DONT YOU SEE WE'RE UNDERAGE YOU PERVERTS?!!

i genuinely don't understand women like this
feels like they go out of their way to seek attention, only to bitch and moan about it afterwards
 
Any man with sufficient experience recognizes these as the lies of the emotionally disturbed.

*At fifteen, my first boyfriend, who was 18, tried to rape me on the wet football field one night.

List so many times that she was underage then dates someone older.

Truth tanslation: My boyfriend tried to have sex with me but the ground was wet so I didn't want to get wet/dirty, I could not go to my place because then my mom would know about my secret boyfriend and my quest for having underage sex. I'm only dating him because he's got a car so I don't have to walk.
 
Lady looks like this at 56, no boob-shot to gauge if she actually has the bust to back it up:
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Methinks she continuously put herself into these kinds of situations, or she's definitely exaggerating stuff. Like you don't just casually mention that your ex-husband raped you and just not go into detail shortly after mentioning you were so drunk once that the experience of his friends getting handsy with you was just a haze. Lay off the sauce and this shit stops, lady.
Ya, I don't believe all this stuff, either.

Also have a hard time believing so many men would behave in the ways this lady described. Been around, seen and done a lot in seven decades of life, but never acted in the ways described. Never really saw any other guys act in the ways described, and I spent over 20 years in the military on active duty. She looks good for 56, likely looked hot earlier. She knew she was good-looking, may have been the genesis of certain things that happened to her. Drinking likely a major contributing factor.
 
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