How it Began…
As a woman in a STEM career, I experienced sexual harassment by my male coworker for nearly two and a half years before I could admit these words to myself — “Kendall, you are being sexually harassed”. I knew that he was being inappropriate. My coworkers and I complained about him all the time. Yet, I let myself suffer, mentally, emotionally, and physically, before I decided to speak up. After I reported it to my supervisor, he began to retaliate against me.
Since this, I have learned that:
I live in a society that actively protects the status quo.
Systems continually fail to hold sexual offenders accountable by remaining faceless.
Sometimes your only option is to play the game — the game of formal complaints, investigations, and lawsuits. If you don’t, the system wins by default.
The lack of transparency in the sexual harassment process benefits the system.
Information is power.
So, as I write this, I have one goal: to inform. To teach others what I have learned for their personal benefit, as well as the collective benefit of all those experiencing sexual harassment, retaliation, and discrimination.
Because this sh*t is getting old.