To All the Creepy Guys Out There:
Do you think that women enjoy your cheesy pick up lines? Do you think we like your not-so-well hidden ogling? Do you think we appreciate being whistled at or being the object of your cat-calls?
We don’t. I don’t. So stop it, ok?
I have a hard enough time appreciating my body as it is; I do not need your unwanted attention to make me feel more self-conscious and uncomfortable in my own skin. I do not like being whistled at by you. I do not like being honked at. I do not appreciate the way you stare at me. I grow tired of having to walk my German Shepherd every where I go because, if not, there’s a good chance you will come up to me and try to start a conversation otherwise.
When you do these things, I feel dirty. I feel like an object with absolutely no intrinsic value whatsoever. I cry. Do you know you make me cry? Do you know you make me furious, because I feel helpless? Do you know you make me feel worthless? When you do these things to me, when you violate me with your stares and your language, I feel like I am the one doing something wrong. I start to second guess my actions; am I doing something that’s suggestive? Am I dressed inappropriately?
I do not like that you seem to have no sense of what is appropriate and what isn’t. I do not like that there is no place where you are not. You are in the semi, driving next to me down the road. You are in the grocery store, or sitting outside a cafe on Main Street. You are in my church.
I do not know why you think it is acceptable to treat me the way you do. It isn’t. I am not an object. Women are not objects. I would never dream of making you feel as worthless and invaluable as you make me feel, so please do not do it to me.
Sincerely,
Melissa
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