Over the years I have come to realise that some men are disgusting and have this stupid notion that women’s bodies are for their entertainment and owning a penis grants them some form of entitlement to our bodies. The reason why a lot of women are molested or sexually assaulted or groped, especially in public…
Over the years I have come to realise that some men are disgusting and have this stupid notion that women’s bodies are for their entertainment and owning a penis grants them some form of entitlement to our bodies.
The reason why a lot of women are molested or sexually assaulted or groped, especially in public is because of this damn notion by some men and it makes me mad beyond explanation.
I’m sure I’m not the only one who has witnessed being randomly touched by a male in the street or even groped. Why do men do this? Not enough toys when you were a kid perhaps?
My name is S and I absolutely hate it when random men touch me, I do not want to be touched by you. It’s repulsive. I am a princess, I should be worshipped and have my feet bathed in lavender oil, not disrespectfully touched and then mocked for being irritated by it.
On one too many occasions when I am touched in an attempt to get my attention by a man in the streets, my first impulse is to wipe the spot of contact because my skin is royal and doesn’t need to be stained. This act infuriates them, not just because I’m wearing an expression that explains my total disdain but because it make them feel dirty and that’s exactly what they are to me, dirty and unworthy. Their anger usually results in insults being hurled at me, well not insults but pathetic attempts to deflate my ego and you know men, they believe that telling a woman that she isn’t beautiful ruins her pride, but LOL.
I’m a princess and a pretty damn cute one, so when I hear things like “you’re not even fine” after I have expressed my disgust for being touched by a random man, I want to say “Awww, your fragile ego was hurt wasn’t it, here’s a cookie to fix it”. It’s pretty simple. Don’t f*cking touch me. Just because you see a woman on the streets doesn’t mean you have to touch her. I am fire, if you touch me, you will burn. Women aren’t decorative pieces that you have to touch. Admire? Yes, touch? HELL NO. Just no. In many instances when a man or group of filthy ass men stand around and touch a woman who walks past and she calls them out, they do the typical male thing, make the women look crazy. Make her look crazy because she is protesting against being touched against her will. Well, women aren’t crazy, we have every right to call out any filthy man who thinks our bodies are their entitlement, they are the ones who are crazy.
This unwanted ‘touching’ also happens a lot of times in the workplace and it’s just as disgusting. I’ve had to call almost every male colleague to order. I get that I’m cute but don’t f*cking touch me. I don’t even want to hug you or hold your hand. Just because we have good laughs together doesn’t translate to “it’s okay to touch me on the waist”. I can’t even contain how much I hate it. There are all these sly moves that are tried in an attempt to touch ladies in the office, men think they are smooth but in actual fact is that most of them are not. On one occasion I was talking to someone and this guy from the rear touched my waist in an attempt to embrace me, the way I flipped, I told him, in your life, don’t you EVER. I’ve had to set a total of 6 male colleagues straight.
It’s not okay for you to touch any part of me, not even my hair. This one time, when I warned this guy, he really had the guts to ask me why. I was too baffled. I have to explain to you why I don’t want you rubbing my back without my permission? You need to check yourself. Don’t touch me and don’t question me, just do as I say. Two Fridays ago, this guy at work walked up behind me and touched me very close to my waist, with both hands. I really had to count to 10 before I looked back because myself and my ancestors were about to rain down a hail storm on this filthy undeserving man’s ass. Before I had the chance to set his mind and life straight, some guys who had tried it and been bitten said to him “you f*ck up”, good thing that they had learnt because I wont school you twice, get burned once, you learn. Three guys plus my immediate boss came over to my seat and told him to apologise and never to touch me again. Now that’s what I call being your brother’s keeper, warn all your other filthy-ass disrespectfully-making-physical-contact-ass brothers to keep their hands to themselves. He was really lucky that I didn’t have a chance to speak, but unlucky at the same time because I was about to fill his life with much needed knowledge on why you cannot just touch a woman because you want to, I believe the speech would have been a major key.
You can eat with me, work with me, laugh with me but you absolutely cannot touch me. I have a man who I’ve bestowed the sole right to access my body, so keep your hands to your damn self before my ancestors strike you with a an antibiotic resistant infection.
Women do not exist for the pleasure of men, admire from afar, don’t touch us when we CLEARLY don’t want you to. Are we clear? Thank you.