3 Ways My Parents Unintentionally Taught Me That My Consent Didn’t Matter [View all]
Lesson #1. Three Years Old: Youre Not Allowed to Say No
I have a cousin named Angelo who was born exactly 32 days before me. My mother and his mother sisters were pregnant with what would become their firstborn children at the same time.
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And so, whenever it was time to leave one another, they, innocently enough, would say, Angelo, give Sophia a kiss! And my mood would immediately dampen.
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And each protest would end in the same way: Awww, come on, Sophia, give Angelo a kiss! And then they would erupt in cheers when, knowing I had no other options, I suffered through it.
And this behavior this forcing of children to be physically intimate with people in their families, despite their own discomforts is so common that I can already imagine people reading this and rolling their eyes at my insistence that this perpetuates rape culture.
But I learned early on that my refusal would be met with insistence, and that the only way out of it was to close my eyes and acquiesce.
more at:
http://everydayfeminism.com/2016/05/teaching-consent-doesnt-matter/