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At the same time, because women face the majority of the assaults in our culture, there appears to be a better—although far from stellar—support system in place for our sisters, mothers, and daughters when they become victims.
Yet studies have documented female-perpetrated acts that span a wide spectrum of sexual abuse. They argue that female perpetration is downplayed among professionals in mental health, social work, public health, and law [ Largely because of those female stereotypes and the stigmas feared by men, such stories of sexual assault are rarely told James A. But when we opened the hello door for reader experiences, several men came forward. The first story is from Down Under:.
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I know how hard it is to find safe, reliable, and cheap accommodation while travelling, so I like trying to give back. On her first night I showed her around my neighbourhood and we went to a nearby bar for a drink. After one beer for me and one cider for her, she said she was feeling tipsy and wanted to go back to the house before going back out for dinner.
When we got home, I was setting out the sofabed for her for later when she suddenly grabbed me around the shoulders and told me how well we got along, how we were great together. I had known her for about four hours at that point. I took it as the effusive enthusiasm of a friendly traveller with somewhere between intermediate and semi-fluent English skills. She said she was sleepy, so we ate in that night.
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During dinner she just sort of stared at me. I was starting to get uncomfortable but I went with it—cultural differences and all. She hoped that coming to Australia for a year would cause him to find someone else, and she wanted the same. At this point any remaining vestige of doubt was out of my mind that I would absolutely not sleep with her.
Like an idiot, and concerned for this seemingly unstable woman in my bed, I let her share the other side of the queen bed for the night. The next day we toured around the city as I do with my guests, just a bit more anxious than before.
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That night I again set out the sofabed and we went to bed, and I was confident that it was closed out and settled. I confess, for the first few bleary moments I went with it, but it was only that. My brain realised where I was and what was going on and I felt shocked and This time she had a new story. She had become pregnant last year, and she asked her husband if she should have an abortion. Again, I had no idea how to handle this. For what? Because I seemed like a future partner?
Because she wanted to get out of China? Because she wanted a divorce? I took a deep breath and tried to calm her down. Then, again, I let her sleep in the bed with me. I know how that sounds, and I feel like such a moron even typing it out. The next morning turned out to be our last time together. I had barely slept, taking every slight shift or sound shocking me awake and check my surroundings.
I was jittery as we prepared for the day; I was set to take her over to one of the beaches. I was trying to stay upbeat and energised despite my brain having a thousand conflicting sensations at once.
I just want to go about our business and go to the beach and last night She proceeded to go into the bathroom and slam the door, blasting sad Chinese music from her phone as she took a half-hour shower. I did not want anything bad to happen to her especially under my supposed watch. After a few knocks she emerged, saying she was fine but looking despondent. As I gathered my things for our outing yes, I was still trying to be a host , she grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me towards the wall. I twisted away and grabbed my backpack and headed for the door. I think you should go.
Then I left. Yes, I left my own apartment. It was two days before her original planned last day at my place. I still don't know how to categorise what happened, how much sympathy to have for her situation, how much anger I should have. Could it even? If you have your own story to share, please drop us a note. Update from a reader who also experienced unwanted sexual aggression while living abroad:. I very much enjoyed the article on female sexual predators , though it was a little difficult to get through.
I find that even using language to express sexual predation is difficult for men. I experienced what I call unwanted, repeated, systemic sexual advances when I was an English teaching assistant for [a prominent U. I taught at a low-performing public high school in rural Malaysia. The male choir teacher and a wheelchair-bound female secretary made a difficult placement exponentially more so. I received strange texts, invitations, poems, and at times, unwanted touching and intentional isolation during my year. For a woman, they could reliably use the language of harassment or stalking.
There are legal as well as social definitions for these behaviors. I was told as much by our gay male coordinator.
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The second episode occurred last year at a hostel in Oaxaca, Mexico. I was the only person staying in a person dorm. I was cornered in my room by the girl working there. I tried to explain I had a girlfriend, in Spanish, but she continued. She finally left. I locked the door, woke up at 6am scared, and left secretly. It was a shitty morning. The third incident occurred this April. Was this assault? Was it rape? How is this similar or different than what happened previously? If I typed out the story and hid the gender of each actor, you could very reasonably assume a classic male-assaulting-female narrative.
Person two feels awful, dirty, helpless, and without any recourse to authority formal or informal. Was she hot? Men ask.
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Did you like it? Women assume. Future sexual partners inquire. It makes me sad how many men I have shared my experiences with and they relate similar stories. As the article observes, huge strides have been made in decreasing the stigma of reporting sexual violence against women. Instead of choosing misanthropy, I embrace love and openness.
I have had a few very positive experiences since. I told one person in charge that I trusted and moved on with my life. I probably looked like an asshole; some guy arriving in a community, hooking up, and abruptly leaving. What was I supposed to do? Get a rape kit?