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You may have had a similar
experience. You make plans to meet up with your best friend. You go to the
largest party street in the city. You enjoy your night out. You have a couple
drinks, but your best friend has more and now she can’t walk. You hold her up
as you walk to the car. As the night comes to an end, you are relieved that
there have not been any unfortunate incidents. Things change; however, and as
you are walking three guys ask if you need help. You say, “No. We are fine.”
And you continue on to your car. Sound familiar?
Little
do you know; they decide to follow you. One of them grabs your butt. You turn
around to hit and kick him. You do anything
to get them away from you as you walk faster, but they surround you and your
friend, who still can’t walk. You hit harder, call him names, and all he does
is laugh in your face. Sound familiar?
To
this day, I can’t forget this experience. I’m not sure, nor is my friend, if
they touched her. I like to believe that I have a flaming level of self-respect,
which may be the reason why I reacted the way that I did. I made a big enough
scene that a police officer tackled one of the three guys to the ground and
handcuffed him behind his back. Unfortunately, it was not the same guy who
grabbed me.
I
had, and still have so many questions about that man and why he did what he
did. Was I wearing something too revealing? Not really, jeans and a blouse. Did
he think it would make me want to spend time with him? Did he think he could
take advantage of me? If the police had not been around, how far would that
group of men followed us? If we had been with another man, would they have even
approached us in the first place? Who taught him that it was okay to touch another
person in that way? What were his friends like? Were they the same or
different? If they were different, why did they not call him out on his
behavior? Sound familiar?
When
I shared my experience with others, I got a mix of reactions ranging from,
“good job”, to “what were you thinking?” Sometimes the reactions that people
give us when we share our experiences are more harmful than helpful. Sound familiar?
I
want to be careful here not to indicate that men are the problem because that
is not the case. I have spoken to men who have had experiences similar to mine,
with women being the ones who have violated them. Although I’d like to think
that I could handle the same situation again and have the outcome be one that
satisfies me, I can’t honestly say that I could handle the same situation
again. I believe that other violating experiences that I have had, along with
this one, have not made me stronger, but more insecure and more infuriated by
the way that humans treat other humans. Sound familiar?
My
experiences have ignited in me a passion to become an advocate for change in
the area of sexual assault. I don’t believe that incidents such as this get
easier to handle; however, I have learned that my experiences are not isolated,
and that sexual assault and violations are societal, rather than individual
issues. I’m wondering how many of you who are reading this were given pepper
spray, took a self-defense class, or hold other forms of protection. What would
society look like if instead of teaching girls that we need to protect and
defend ourselves, that we provide them with the knowledge that no matter how
much they protect themselves, it is not their job to ensure that they are not
attacked?
In
fact, it is the job of the violator to ensure that they do not attack in the
first place. I take the opportunity to share this experience because sexual
assault is common. I never thought it would happen to me, but then again, who
does? As I continue to learn more about sexual assault, I have a growing desire
to empower women to understand that sexual assault is not their fault, and that
women have a huge part to play in helping to transform our society into one
that highly respects women, rather than degrades them. Ironically, the
situation that I continue to label as familiar, is one that I would like to
change into one that is unusual. My goal is to continue to advocate for men and
women who experience sexual assault so that it is no longer a norm in our
society, but is seen as unacceptable.
Written by Kaitlyn Marie Bonzo, B.A.
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