>!TW: !<
>!SA!<
>!This event occurred earlier this week, while I was making my way to class, when a random male approached me on the sidewalk. He seemed polite and kind, which I didn't find odd. I'm an empathetic and extroverted person, so I tend to trust easily. We engage in conversation, and he asks if he can hug me. I consent. We hugged, and it was longer than I anticipated. He pressed me closer into him so that he could feel my chest, my nipples rubbing against his chest through the fabric. I became extremely uncomfortable trying to pull away, but I struggled against his grip. Fortunately enough, there were people nearby, so he released me, and I managed to put distance between us. I was really traumatised by the entire situation.!<
>!My sister reacted by laughing in my face, saying I shouldn't have taken the route with the most crack-heads, basically hinting that I was asking to be SA (sexually assaulted) for not using my initiative. Even though that's one of the most common routes to reach the main campus. My mum reacted by dismissing the entire situation, saying I should use this experience as a 'lesson' and that her motherly intuition is always correct. I'm confused by my mother's reaction, mostly because she told me she was a victim of!<>!CSA herself, but she's minimising my own personal experience. The first time I confided in her at the age of 11, she was extremely supportive, suggesting that I report to law enforcement. This is the second time I've been SAED.!<