Have you ever been sexually objectified?

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I’m not sure if this counts, but I’ll post it anyway, in hopes that it’ll help you. 
My earliest memory of feeling..violated? 
I was MAYBE six years old. My class gathered in the library of our school at the end of the day for story time before snack. 
My family was rather poor, but my mom did what she could. I remember her bringing home the most tacky, dingy, 80s style floral dress for me. It was puffy, and rested just above the knee. She was so proud of it, and couldn’t wait to see me in it. I imagine she picked it up from a yard sale or thrift shop while she was out. Feeling guilty because I hated it, I told her that I loved it, and wore it to school that day, with my little “Tuesday” day of the week panties, and ruffle socks, and white flats. 
During story hour, we all sat in the floor, and listened to the teacher read. Behind me were a couple of boys..they were the rowdy ones, ones that everyone knew had terrible home lives, so they were given more leniency..I remember hearing them giggle, and saying things like “do it again!” So I turned around. Laughing, one of them said “he keeps pulling up your dress to look at your panties.” 
I turned around quickly, and even at 25, I remember exactly how I felt that day. 
With tears in my little eyes, all I wanted to do was run. I wanted put of that room. I felt so dirty, and ashamed. I remember, my biggest thought was “my mommy was so proud to put me in this dress.” For some reason, that was the biggest blow for me..my mom’s happiness to have bought me a new dress. I wanted to tell, but I knew the teacher would just tell me not to tattle. 
I didn’t know that it was wrong, only that it made me feel wrong. 
I went home that day, ripped the dress off, threw it in the trash, and told my mom that I hated it, and would never wear it again. I cried myself to sleep that night. I’ve never told a soul about that day. 
Almost 20 years later, and I still think about it. With a daughter of my own, I cry over the thought that someone may make her feel that shame and guilt one day.

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This is all so helpful thank you so much!! I’m so sorry to hear all of your stories but it’s what makes us stronger #girlpower!

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I was at work talking to a female coworker. Two male coworkers were in close proximity having a conversation about exercise and one guy got louder and said See, she (me) has a great figure, she doesn’t need to exercise, and my female coworker chimes in, yeah, her body is hot. I glanced at the other male coworker who was still silent and he was watching my reaction. I wanted to melt into the floor. 
The most recent incident that I can remember was in January. I was in the car with a family friend and a pickup passed us that had a silver something on the back. We both kept looking and I realized it was a ball sack and tried to change the subject. He realized too, laughed, and tried to get me to tell him what it was. Later, he sent me an email about it comparing it to his.
I have three other mini stories that I typed from right after puberty if you’d like those as well. I hate that I have so many 😔

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Yes, starting at a very young age. Trigger warning to anybody reading - I’m going to be talking about sexual abuse. 
I won’t go into detail (unless it would help your project because I don’t mind talking about it.
I was first objectified when I was around 6 years old by my teenage female cousin. She made me do sexual things to her, before I even understood it was sexual. While this was going on, her brother, who was in his late teens, started abusing me too. Neither of them knew that the other was doing it. After all of that abuse had stopped, my aunties (now ex) husband touched me inappropriately. I was probably about 9.
When I was a little older, probably 13, a boy I had a crush on tried to pressure me into sucking his dick. He told me it was unfair that I didn’t because he was horny. He said I had to or it would hurt him and he would get ‘blue balls’ 🙄 he literally spoke to me like I was some kind of sex slave. I didn’t do it though.
When I was 15 and got into my first relationship, my boyfriend would keep trying to touch me and argue with me because he was horny but I wasn’t ready to do anything sexual. He would then give me the silent treatment after a while of me pushing him off.

Have you ever been sexually objectified?

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