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[quote=Anonymous]Unfortunately, too many.

In 2d grade, a schoolmate had a birthday sleepover. Think, 20 little girls.  In the wee hours of the morning, I awoke to her HS or older brother with his hands down my pants. He was talking in my ears and trying to flip me so I was face up. It was in the middle of a room with other girls sleeping all around me! I stirred a little and he must have  gotten spooked and left. I lay there awake the rest of the morning. The next day, my parents were the last to pick me up. I had to sit across from him at the breakfast table with him smiling at me. Never told.

I also have a great uncle, now in his 90s, who was a total, disgusting pervert.   All of the older relatives just love him.  He would always find a way to have a finger or thumb in my private area when carrying me around, sometimes beneath the underwear. As I got older, he started to be more aggressive, cornering me in the basement (there were games there) and grabbing me.  I finally pushed him off me one day and ran. He never approached me again but I had lots of female cousins. Never told.

I worked since I was 14, mostly in restaurants and other hospitality jobs. Was repeatedly groped (in the open and w/o any consequences by management) by various coworkers (all line cooks for some reason).

Went on a date with a guy who was much adored at my HS. By this time I was 18 and he was I college. He tried to have sex with me one night but I said no. He got a little rough but ultimately let me go with the warning " next time, you won't have any excuses." Never saw him again.

In grad school, went to happy hour with two fellow interns, both male.  One was married, one was engaged. I consider them both friends.  I consider them harmless. I had just started a second drink ( so, I was not drunk). I went to the bathroom and immediately felt like I had 10 drinks. Could barely walk or stand up. I stumbled down some stairs leaving my backpack upstairs. I found a taxi and somehow ended up at home, where I proceeded to puke for the rest of the night. I am certain was drugged by one of them. One checked up on me whe. I didn't come back; the other didn't. I guess this was attempted abuse but I find it horrifying to this day.

This is in addition to the sexual comments I've experienced at work ( some of which would make your toes curl, especially considering it within the last 10 years) and catcalling on the street. [/quote]

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