I’ve never been sexually assaulted. I can’t say I’ve ever felt any pain close to what some people experience. I come from a small, liberal family where I’m encouraged to be everything I want to be. My parents are protective and didn’t let me go to parties or dangerous areas until a few years ago. But I always know I was loved.
I’ve never been sexually assaulted. But I can’t say I always felt that I could say that forever.
Last year, I was walking in downtown D.C after an activity I did with my friends. They went home and I was walking to the metro. It was cold and dark out so I was walking at a fast pace. I had earbuds in and my music turned up loud. I wasn’t paying attention and ended up walking into someone.
I dropped my phone so I went to pick it up before looking up to apologize to whomever I hit. But before I could look at the persons face, I felt a hand on my butt. I felt a hand on my butt that took a nice squeeze. I screamed pretty loud after that and smacked the person’s hand away.
Luckily, I’m always expected things to happen so I grabbed some pepper spray out of my pocket and sprayed the man in the eye and sprinted away towards a crosswalk with lots of people.
I remember that man’s face so clearly. Light skin, dark eyes and a smirk. A damn smirk. He was proud of what he did.
So yes, I’ve never been sexually assaulted. But I damn well thought I could’ve been that night.