Claire Bartholomew

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Any flirtation with or small gesture of admiration toward a man (for instance, commenting “beautiful” on a Facebook photo) was consistently met with the expectation that we were going to fuck. This has always been baffling to me, but it was especially frustrating during this period, because I’d explicitly and repeatedly expressed my intention not to date or hook up with anyone for at least a year. One man even told me he’d made a calendar of the remaining months of my singledom, counting down the days until, he assumed, we would sleep together. Once it finally settled in that I wasn’t going to ...more
I'm Afraid of Men.
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