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​These are stories shared by people of all genders from various backgrounds all over the world. As these compiled experiences show, the issues of sexual assault, harassment, and "slut" shaming have affected and continue to affect many of our lives in deep, often dangerous ways. Use these stories to expand your understanding and share them with others who could benefit from their insight. Reproduction in whole or in part is prohibited without consent.

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One day, I don't know why, he started calling me slut. To everyone. In a little city in Spain where everybody knows each other.

10/10/2019

 
I'm from a little city from Spain where everybody knows each other. It was 2002 and I was 17. Before that I never kissed anybody, I never dated anybody. I didn't feel different, because my friends of that time didn't experience these things either. There was a boy who fancied me but I didn't. So I rejected him several times. Until one day, I don't know why, he started calling me slut. To everyone. In a little city where everybody knows each other. My friends told me, other students of the high school looked at me, etc. I knew what he was doing but I really didn't care. I knew I did nothing and he was being childish. Somehow it wasn't harmful for me. The problem came when I started dating my first love, my first boyfriend. Of course he heard all that bullshit that boy was saying about me. He did not understand a thing and he was somewhat hesitant to date me. We finally did date, we were together for about 2 years. And now I'm here, with a different boyfriend, with many other sexual experiences, and always proud of it. Maybe my history is not that big, maybe because I was older than many of the girls who suffered bullying, maybe because I knew I had nothing to be ashamed of. But the real point is how women have to be pointed out as sluts and there has to be something wrong and injuring with that. How people look at you as if you had the "A" on your chest like in 17th century. Thank you so much, your project is awesome. – Julia

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