Tag Archives: conversations with harassers

“constantly feel like your body has to cringe while you pass by…”

The daily amount of emotional physical and verbal aggression the average Lebanese woman has to deal with is something that needs to be addressed and punished by law! The constant feeling of having your guards up and defenses at any given time of the day, no matter where you are .

To always be prepared to hear   the most vulgar and offensive words thrown at you so freely and with such arrogance, To constantly feel like your body has to cringe while you pass by…

And if you do decide to defend yourself ,9 times out of ten ,you will hear the answer of : “wlik mashina hal3 ma bida  hal3ad, sabiyeh helweh badna nihke” ahhh!

They have the arrogance to justify it instead of shutting up and putting their heads down where their fat bellies and tiny genitals are!
Why do they do this, because they freaking can and they know they get away with it –
The worst part is, These boys…. think they are men!

Submitted by kissed by a fairy

Location: N/A

Time of harassment: N/A

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هل لديك تجربة شخصية مع التحرش الجنسي أو الاعتداء تريد مشاركته ؟ الرجاء الضغط هنا وملء استمارة التقديم على الانترنت. وتنشر جميع التقارير مجهول ما لم تحدد

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Molested on the public bus… by the DRIVER

I was taking a public bus down to Jbail on a sunny Wednesday in the middle of the day (between 12am and 1pm) to go to the beach. Just for the record – I was wearing a black/grey cotton dress with black 3/4 leggings, a black vest with short sleeves and sandals. After telling the driver where I wanted to get off and gesturing towards where I was planning to go he offered to drive me to the other side of the highway as it seemed that he was going back to Beirut after his stop there.

The last person got off where I was planning to as well but I thought there is no harm in accepting his offer. So I thought.. A minute later, when we had stopped, I climbed back from the front seat to go towards the door and tried to open it. – Sitting in the front seat of a public bus. Something I am most likely never to do again! – In an attempt to help as the door didn’t open, the bus driver fiddled with it.

Whilst exchanged places with me in this very small corridor of the bus to – apparently – get a better grip at the door, he slightly touched my bum. A second later the door was open and I left immediately.

When I turned around however, he had his hand in his open trousers working on his Willy and grinning at me with the most disgusting smile I had ever seen. The last thing missing was his saliva dropping out of his mouth. Absolutely disgusted and shocked to the bones, I slowly walked away from the bus, not knowing what to do with myself.

After I had stepped down into the streets of Jbail, just off the highway, I looked up and the bus was gone. It took me a few hours to recover from this experience as well as to pull myself together and start the journey back to Beirut in another public bus. This time, I made sure to follow two other women getting on a semi-filled bus and to sit further in the back.

Submitted by CMF

Location: highway next to Byblos city centre

Time of harassment:  10-16: Daytime / عز النهار

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هل لديك تجربة شخصية مع التحرش الجنسي أو الاعتداء تريد مشاركته ؟ الرجاء الضغط هنا وملء استمارة التقديم على الانترنت. وتنشر جميع التقارير مجهول ما لم تحدده

“Why do I have to be the one to just keep walking while you do all the talking?! Ask your mother, ask your sister if they appreciate it!”

I was walking home alone from a friend’s place after a night out. I wasn’t wearing anything that could provoke any reaction, simple black (not revealing) top, jeans, and I had already switched from my heels to flats.

I guess simply because it was late and I was a girl on the street, as a car with a few guys in it passed by they made kissing noises at me. It irritated me, and I was feeling particularly ballsy at that moment, so when the car right behind that one drove by and the driver slowed down and shouted, “bonsoir!” at me, I gave him the finger and kept walking. He began to follow me in the car for a block or two, and I was getting nervous and more angry.

I turned and shouted “FUCK OFF!” at him. He stopped the car and got out, “Wait! Why did you do that?”

I angrily turned around: “Don’t you have a mom or a sister?! Do you like it when other men on the street harass them?! Treat me like you would treat your mom or your sister!”

“You’re right, but my mother or sister wouldn’t make that gesture towards me. If they dont like it when someone says something to them, they just keep walking. I was just going to tell you that you are pretty, but the gesture it’s not funny.” he said.

I replied: “But it doesnt make me feel pretty, you would say that to any girl who is walking down the street late at night. And why do you get to be the one to say something, and I just have to put up with it?! Why do I have to be the one to just keep walking while you do all the talking?! Ask your mother, ask your sister if they appreciate it! I just want to be treated like you would treat them!”

He said, “Ok, you are right, you are right, but you dont need to make that gesture….So, can I have your number?”

“NOOO!!!”

Unbelievable.

Submitted by ck

Location: Medical Gate Street/Abd Aziz

Time of harassment: 2-6: Late Night / ما بعد منتصف الليل

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هل لديك تجربة شخصية مع التحرش الجنسي أو الاعتداء تريد مشاركته ؟ الرجاء الضغط هنا وملء استمارة التقديم على الانترنت. وتنشر جميع التقارير مجهول ما لم تحدده