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I loved my job, until the corporate boys club ruined it.

I was sexually harassed at work. At a job that I really really love. I tried to downplay it but one of my close friends made me realize it’s not okay. I know it wasn’t, but I knew they wouldn’t do anything. And I was right. And now, I’m crying every day I go to work. It’s eating me from the inside out. All because a stupid white dude in power had to be disgusting, and other stupid white guys in power think that giving people a slap on the wrist is enough. And I’m not even sad because of the act itself. I’m sad because I basically have a target on my back now. All because I spoke out against something that was wrong. But I know everyone is judging me now. Fuck the system and fuck people who let this shit happen at work.


I was sexually harassed at work. At a job that I really really love. I tried to downplay it but one of my close friends made me realize it’s not okay. I know it wasn’t, but I knew they wouldn’t do anything.

And I was right. And now, I’m crying every day I go to work. It’s eating me from the inside out. All because a stupid white dude in power had to be disgusting, and other stupid white guys in power think that giving people a slap on the wrist is enough.

And I’m not even sad because of the act itself. I’m sad because I basically have a target on my back now. All because I spoke out against something that was wrong. But I know everyone is judging me now.

Fuck the system and fuck people who let this shit happen at work.

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