This past week I went on a trip to the other side of the country for a few days. Exploring a new area is something that I always find interesting, especially in a part of the country that I almost never make it to – the North East. Aside from having a great time walking through town, taking way too many picture of colonial houses and brick covered with ivy, eating an absurd amount and getting to know the local taps I was happy to have a friend come up from Boston for dinner and a reunion.
You know when you see people from high school and you have nothing to talk about? Not the case at all. A few years, a few thousand miles and nothing changes – cheers to that. A couple hours, sangria and some mexican food later it was time for her to head back into Boston, and for me to crash before my early morning flight.
Walking through this town is like walking through a picture book, so many old and beautiful homes, salty air, and no one out and about. However, as we rounded the corner to the train station I saw a rustling out of the corner of my eye. In a split second there was a boy running out of the bushes in a black hoodie – he came up from behind us groped both of our groins as we spun around and my friend (thank god she’s good in a crisis) screamed “WHAT THE FUCK, FUCKING PERVERT” and he sprinted away into the night.
What the fuck? What the fuck is wrong with people?
As we watched him sprinting up the hill across the street we looked at each other in disbelief. Like what. the. fuck?! All ranting aside, seriously – I will repeat- what the fuck is wrong with people? The weirdest and worst thing about it is this – after a stunned minute went by we looked at each other and asked the question – what even was that? Was that a sexual assault? Do we call the cops? What?
Spoiler alert – it is & we did.
Sometimes it is easy to think that sexual harassment and assault happens in a vacuum – its something that is so far removed from everyday activity and life. You may know someone who has been a victim of sexual harassment or assault or have even been a victim of it yourself, but the conversation around it is often limited – and that is why #YesAllWomen is such an amazing phenomenon. If you have ever been a victim call the cops, and join the conversation.
** an extra note, as someone mentioned to me #notallmen **