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#MeToo: Do My Experiences of Sexual Violation Count?

The “me too” hashtag has been floating around Facebook for a few days now. I didn’t add my “me too” myself, as I didn’t know whether my experiences counted. Also, I never told my parents even though some experiences happend when I was a child. I didn’t want to make them feel uncomfortable and I don’t want to come across like a “drama queen” who cries wolf too easily.

If you have to believe some people, any behavior from a man that makes a woman feel uncomfortable, whether the man is aware of it or not, is sexual harassment. All men are portrayed by some media responses to “me too” as potential rapists. I have to disagree here. Not because an “innocent” stare or gesture doesn’t count. It may not legally count, but to a victim in need of support, it definitely does. The reason I disagree to this logic has nothing to do with what counts and doesn’t count as sexual harassment and everything to do with the fact that men are victims too and women are perpetrators too. Focusing too much on just women as victims and men as perps, is silencing to male victims of sexual harassment/assault. It’s doing to male victims what those who made women set up “me too” do to women victims.

I happen to be a woman. For all the experiences of sexual violation I endured, the people doing it to me were male. Only one of them was a steretoypical fifty-year-old creep. The others were children or teens.

I have one experience where I was touched. The rest of my experiences involved threats and other inappropriate verbal and non-verbal communcation. The fifty-year-old creep’s actions were the most recent, when I was 23, and the ones I remember most clearly.

I have often wondered whether I can seek support for my experences of sexual violation. Because sexual violation wasn’t the worst of my traumas, I often feel left out in sexual assault survivor communities, because, well, was it “that bad”? No, in a sense, it wasn’t “that bad”. I mean, my heart goes out to the people who were actually raped or assaulted. Yet just because others have it worse, doesn’t mean my experience doesn’t count. Impact of trauma varies from individual to individual and the post-traumatic stress symptoms I endure are in fact pretty bad.

So my experiences do count, because I feel they do. Not necessarily in legal terms – I was going to write an essay on that -, but for support purposes, they do. Thanks to the author of Crazy-NOS for giving me the courage to share my experience.