This shit has been pervasive in my life ages.
From 5th grade getting my bra strap snapped by the boys and snickering about growing breasts. Yeah, just was a girl going through puberty needs.
The creepy 10th grade teacher "dropping" his pencil by my desk so he could gawk at my legs and try to look up my short cheerleader skirt.
My boyfriend's friends making dirty comments out of his earshot. I said something once and he accused me of "doing something" to lead on his friend.
Lesson learned.
Being called a cute nickname by one of my bf's older friends (I was excited to be accepted by a senior!) only to discover it was actually slang for to some sexual act. Dang, that hurt and was humiliating.
My cheater father molesting my older teen sister during one of our first visitations after the divorce (I was 12, she was 16). No more visitations. Dad and OWife moved 1500 miles away. Sister went to counseling. But it was NEVER discussed. To this day it is not discussed.
My mother didn't want me to have a boyfriend. She wanted me to "date around". Well, in my small town, that meant you were a slut! You either had a boyfriend or you didn't. You didn't go to the dances and parties and social stuff with different boys as your date. (this was the late 70s, early 80s)
At 16, my step-father offered to teach me what I needed to know to "please" my boyfriend.
I never bothered to tell my mom. They were on the skids anyway and divorce was imminent. I was afraid I would be blamed somehow. He started confiding in my about their marriage and sex life. I wanted to crawl into a hole. He never touched me, though.
Boys pushing and pushing for more despite me removing their hands from various parts of my body, them grabbing my hand and putting it on their erect penis (clothed) and declaring how much I turned them on and just couldn't "leave them like that". The pressure, the guilting, the sense of entitlement. Eventually being called a DT (dick tease). A girl was a slut if she had sex and a DT if she didn't.
At 17, a neighbor that was very much a father figure trying to kiss me. Again, I never told my mother. Again, I feared I would be blamed as leading him on.
At 18, a handsy, frequently drunken boss where I was a waitress. Oh, I was "just so sensitive and he didn't mean anything!" when he would hug me and smell my neck and moan.
Yeah, the teen years were enlightening about men. Why would a man 2, 3, or 4 x my age think that shit was ok? Why would a man in a position of fatherly support even have such thoughts about a teenage girl? It's just so gross.
Being groped on dance floors. Hooted at from cars (does that work?) Getting suggestive comments just walking along the sidewalk downtown. I have never dress suggestively! It's not my style. But, even if I did - not appropriate. I'm sure the same guys would be angry if a guy did that to his sister, mother, aunt, etc.
Assumptions that if I invite you to my house that automatically means there will be sex.
My husband's friends making sexual advancements toward me. I was told I was misinterpreting everything. "He didn't really mean that", and the oh-so-fun "wow, you think awfully highly of yourself!", etc.
Things have been better in the professional world (at least mine). Most men are gentlemen. But, the ones that just couldn't help themselves from leering made me consider my wardrobe in advance before I knew I'd be around them. I used to know to always wear loose pants, flat shoes, a turtle neck, scarf and blazer and my hair up in a bun at certain committee meetings because of ONE cretin. Sad, huh? I should be able to wear a professional dress and heals and leave my long hair down without hungry looks.
I work in a university setting. This topic is being HIGHLY dealt with these days. Policies are being reviewed. Reporting systems are being reviewed and revamped. Education is being ramped up to all levels. I'm grateful for this!! But, let's be honest. Some in positions of power (men and women) take liberties when they know you NEED that job!! Hopefully, our new education and policies will help.