#MeToo: This Time I’m Not Letting It Go

I have been harassed too many times to remember—on the street, on the bus, at school, at work.

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The first time it happened was when I was in my early thirties, coming home from a work convention. I was traveling with two men who worked for the same company I did, and our boss had asked me to “show the ropes” to the senior colleague who was new to the company—introduce him to people, show him around, etc. The younger man was junior in experience and level to me, and relatively unknown as well.

What became very apparent early on was that the senior colleague had no respect for boundaries—or my boundaries, at least. As a woman and as an individual, I protect the space bubble around me—I don’t like strangers bodies touching me and I maintain a professional “distance” with colleagues unless I know and trust them extremely well. The senior colleague I was traveling with was all about getting me to “loosen up.” Interestingly, the junior colleague was very perceptive—and after less than a day, went out of his way to help me protect my spac. (He would physically insert himself between me and the senior colleague and other people, among other things.)

The convention wrapped up and we were all leaving on the same plane. At security, I was required to take off my sweater, which I had not anticipated, but had a tank top on underneath. While I was uncomfortable with this level of exposure, I had to comply. As I went through the scanner, I beeped and so was required to be searched by pat down. Again, this was excruciating for me—but I complied, put my sweater on and went to catch up with my colleagues. As I joined them, the senior man pulled out his phone, and, with glee, showed me that he had taken pictures of me getting patted down in my tank top.

My heart stopped and then started beating so fast I could barely breathe. I can remember going hot and cold, breaking into a sweat and thinking I was going to cry. This is my physiological reaction to extreme anger. I couldn’t speak, so I just walked away. Even thinking about it now—more than 15 years later—my heart races and my hands shake and I want to go into fight or flight mode. It still infuriates me.

For the entire flight home, I was consumed by these feelings. After we deplaned, at the luggage carousel, I walked up to the senior colleague, looked him in the eye and very coldly asked: “Are you always such a creep, or is this behavior my special treat?” Then I walked away.

The next day, I asked for a meeting with my boss, explained to him what had happened and indicated that I wanted to take legal action. My boss, who had always supported and encouraged me, got very shifty and uncomfortable. He suggested that perhaps it would be best if he spoke to the senior colleague instead and got his commitment that something like this would never happen again. After all, I didn’t want to be responsible for him losing his job, did I? He had a wife and kids and a mortgage…

I allowed myself to be convinced. I refused the offer of an apology and demanded my boss’ promise that the pictures would be deleted.

Most recently, I was at a board meeting—comprised of five men and me, including the executive director and administrator—discussing succession planning when the position of Vice-President came up for review. The older man sitting next to me jerked his thumb at me and said, “she’ll do it.” Everyone looked at me for agreement, but for my own reasons, I said no. The man next to me nodded, and, again with a thumb jerk, said, “she’ll do it.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I repeated myself: “No.” He started to do it for a third time, at which point, somewhat incredulously, I looked at him and asked, “do you need a lecture in consent?” He responded by looking at me and saying “is that what you say to your husband in bed?” with a leer.

Again, all I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears. I could feel it staining my face. The humiliation and shame I felt—as he intended—was intense. I thought I was a respected member of the board I had volunteered on for more than five years as an industry expert with 30 years experience. Instead, I had been reduced to a sexual comment and treated like dirt when I didn’t do as I was told.

After going back to work in shock, I had a conversation with my HR leader, who was also a woman. We discussed the risks of taking action—disbelief, shunning, getting a reputation as a trouble-maker—and also my feelings of responsibility to not let it go this time, both for my benefit and for others. I’d heard from others what a letch this guy was and how he disrespected the women in his company with impunity. He was one of the “good ol’ boys.”

I made the calls and filed a complaint with the Chair of the Board and the Executive Director, both of whom were men. While extremely uncomfortable with the complaint, they acted professionally and respectfully and did the right things. For that, I’m thankful. I left that industry shortly thereafter (which is why I did not want to accept the role at that meeting).

I cannot speak to what, if anything, changed or transpired as a result of my action—but over the years, I can speak to how have changed, and how these experiences have pushed me to. Writing this down has brought back the memories and feelings like it was yesterday. I can take a joke, and I don’t need to “loosen up” to make men comfortable.

The proverbial straw for me has been the rise of Donald Trump. When he won the election, I was so shocked, scared and angered that I knew I could no longer live without acting. I enrolled in a Master Degree program in Equity Studies in order to educate myself on how to advocate politically, socially and economically for marginalized groups; I became extremely vocal and started attending demonstrations and I started a Kiva group for women who support women.

I can confidently state that no woman has ever behaved in this or a similar manner towards me. When men say “you misunderstood,” or “it wasn’t intentional,” I don’t believe them. I didn’t believe them then and I don’t believe them now—especially now, after years of slights, innuendos and deliberate disrespect. It is intentional—and it’s usually a power play, one in which a woman has very little power.

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  1. I was subjected for years by my childrens dad, he married someone else, yet he would use that fact that I was struggling financially to get me to still have relations with him, otherwise he would not help me and my kids. I would try to tell his wife but Im sure he had her convinced that i was lying! This went on for years and it was humiliating, i even would move to get away from him, then he would act like I was moving to keep his kids from him! No I was moving so he could not just show up at my house and expect me to allow him to treat me like that. I moved some some 60 miles away and one day i was sitting at the computer in the library and i felt someone was watching me and i looked over and it was him sitting next to me! I could not believe it!! Why is he here when he should be at work/home with his wife! He would just randomly show up places and expect that from me! I had tried at one time to get a protection order but his wife hot on the witness stand and vouched on how good of a husband he was!! So I suffered for many years, no one would ever believe me except my kids they knew!! I told them I did not know how to stop him because I had to let him see his kids, that was his in, my kids. I now live 75 miles away and to this day as a matter of fact yesterday on the phone he asked if he could come here for that!!! He is sick and he needs stopped i know im not the only woman he does this to! #metoo

  2. I also want to stop the abuse of women first by the husband/boyfriend then the abuse from the legal system women arebeing beat down and destroyed by the fathers rights movement! My daughter is only 23 and she has yried starting a family twice, first family:she was dtrangled, punched, was almot flung out of the back of a pickup truck, left in the country in the middle of the noght, broken phones, cars and stolen belongings, then dumped and eventually he came in and took her little girl from her when she had been financially, emotionally, physically abused and down he takes her child!! Second family:the exact same scenario!!! This time her feedmon been taken as well as she sits in jail on charges that the dad had perpetrated her to end up being in trouble for hee takes her one year old baby, she was not even in the court room!!!! they never even brought her to the 10 minute hearing that took her baby!!!! And gave the child to the drug addicted, wiman abusing dad! He had the same lawyer as the first dad and as a matter of fact the first dad and him were conspiring against my daughter behind her back!!!! Teaching the new dad the trucks of the trade.How i wish someone could do a story on my daughters life maybe if this was brought to light it could be stopped!! And the court sysyem in madison county nebraska is the most corrupt in the state!! Treatment of women is unbelievable!!!

  3. Stephanie cervinek says:

    This article is wonderful. It shows the struggles that women face on a day-to-day basis surrounding men. It has been an ongoing issue that needs to be brought to more people’s attention. We as women should not let men have power over us nor make us feel uncomfortable in any form. More men need to be put to shame for treating us in such innapropriate ways.

  4. I agree completely with this article. If men were subjected to the things that women have to go through not just at work but outside of the workplace as well then maybe they would see the wrong. For women, it is worrying to do anything about sexual harassment at the workplace. You worry about losing your lively hood, being frowned upon by your colleagues. You should be able to feel safe at work.

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