Today I got catcalled on the street.

As I was walking home from work.

Right after I found out my Nanna had passed away.

I literally had tears streaming down my face, and was trying (and failing) not to sob openly.

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So, the next time some dude tells me that being a woman is totally cool now, this will probably be the story I tell them. That I can't walk down the street without being sexually harassed and hollered at, even when my grandmother has just died and I'm obviously crying.

(P.S. As per usual, you guys make up for a lot of the other people's crap. All sorts of hugs and thanks for the comments and love on my post earlier.)