NO. NO NO NO. YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY PISSES ME OFF?! I AM A BARISTA. AND THE FACT THAT EVERY SINGLE TIME THAT I WORK A SHIFT IT IS RIDICULOUS THAT I NEED TO WORRY ABOUT HOW MOST MALE CUSTOMERS WILL LOOK/ACT TOWARDS ME. AND THE FACT THAT MOST DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT INSTEAD OF FLATTERED I FEEL INSULTED. IM SORRY I DONT WANT TO BE ASKED OUT TO THE POINT OF HARASSMENT WHEN IM WORKING. I HAVE HAD MEN GRAB MY ASS, TRY TO LOOK DOWN MY SHIRT, I HAVE BEEN CALLED A PRUDE FOR DENYING MEN TO GO ON DATES WITH AND EVEN CUSSED OUT. IM SORRY, DID THE WAY I STEAM YOUR LATTE INSINUATE I WAS AVAILABLE? JUST BECAUSE I AM HERE WORKING, TRYING TO SUPPORT MYSELF DOES NOT MEAN I AM HERE FOR YOU TO LOOK AT. TRY TO TELL ME I DONT NEED FEMINISM WHEN I HAVE HAD MEN OUT OF SPITE OF ME DENYING THEM TRY TO COMPLAIN TO MY BOSS, GET ME FIRED, OR STRAIGHT UP CALL ME A BITCH TO MY FACE. IM DONEEE
It’s really terrible that most moments in the last 8 years of my life have been spent with thoughts of such monumental hatred. I wish for even just a few sparse moments I could live in peace and feel accepting of the body that I am in. If only. It is difficult for your strength to not be deterred when such terrible thoughts are consistent for an incredible amount of time.
I want you back in my life.
That’s not really possible if you remain on anonymous, now is it?