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When I removed his hand and told him to get lost, all of a sudden I was a "stupid cunt," a "bitch," a "dumb fucking whore."

10/10/2019

 
I have many stories, but one still stands out almost 10 years later. When I was younger, a man in a bar hit on me. He was drunk. Being compared to his home's screen door (because he'd "slam me all night long") would not have been a compliment even had he been sober. Having my value as a person reduced to another person's desire to one-night-stand my body is NEVER a compliment. On top of the insult of having such a horrible line used on me, he felt he had the right to drape his arm around my shoulder like I already belonged to him, like I was his property and sex with me was a fact established. As well, the reek of booze all over him was not attractive, even had I been single and looking. I like my partners completely lucid, nothing turns me off faster than a person who is not in control of themselves. By this man's logic, because I was a woman in the bar, I had to be asking for it and I had to be sexual chattel. When I removed his hand and told him to get lost, all of a sudden I was a "stupid cunt," a "bitch," a "dumb fucking whore," and I had the word "lesbian" thrown at me in such a venomous tone that there was not any doubt it was supposed to be an insult. All of this because I had the audacity to go to the bar my husband worked at so I could pick him up after his shift. All of this because I had no interest in this man, and he couldn't handle the rejection after he forced his attention on someone who didn't want it. I never felt like less of a human being in my life than I did that night.

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