Who am I you may ask and why does my opinion matter?
Let me inform you about who I am. My name is Heyley and I am currently in college working on getting my B.A. I’m a native New Yorker, I love animals, my favorite color is purple, I use to be a huge fan of Chris Brown, I love the Script, I am a horrible writer, and I cannot whistle. I started college wanting to concentrate in business and “something else”. I didn’t know what kind of business I wanted to open; all I knew was that I wanted to make money. Money, money, money is all I thought about until I realized that it was more than that. Many people are trained to strive for money and wealth. I did have that same mindset until I realized that more of us should be striving to make a difference. What many of us fail to see when we’re money hungry is that there are people around the world who have no food, shelter, confidence, or rights. I realized this right before I came up with a business idea-thank god I did. I want to make money but help people as I am doing it. I plan to help women become entrepreneurs. There are many women around the world who still need to ask for permission to leave their homes, there are women who aren’t allowed to display their beauty, there are women who are not allowed to speak what is on their mind, there are women who are still not allowed to receive an educate, and there are women who are not allowed to own property or businesses. You would think that because it is the 21st century, gender inequality and sexism is non-existent. The sad truth is that both are still very much alive today. Women need to gain power and confidence and that is why I am here writing this blog. I want to help and encourage women out there that they can do whatever they put their minds to; it may sound cliché, but it’s true.
You may be wondering why I am passionate about helping women. Do you want to know the truth? Years ago when I was about 9 years old I was out with my sister and her boyfriend (now husband). We went to a local restaurant to get some food. I remember it being a nice summer night. We entered the restaurant to order food to go. I was there impatiently waiting because I knew when I got back home I would be able to watch a movie. I saw the man hand over the bag of food and started walking outside the door to the car leaving my sister and her boyfriend behind to pay. When I realized they weren’t behind me I stood in front of the car waiting for them. They were taking their time to pay while a strange man approached me. He was short, maybe around 5’5, dark skin complexion, Hispanic, and had a black moustache. I smelled the strong vodka scent as he was slurring out Spanish words. I couldn’t make out what he was saying, but I could feel his left hand pushing me onto the car and his right touching my body. His hand moved around but mainly stayed in between my legs and my chest. I remember being scared and lost of words. I couldn’t yell for help in fear of him. I guess he heard my sister and her boyfriend from a distance and ran away. There I stood afraid and disgusted. My sister asked what was wrong and I said nothing. She figured nothing was wrong and continued to get into the car. That night I was molested and no one knew about it except for that “man” and me. Instead of hanging out with my sister and watching a movie I headed to bed and cried all night. This happened to me almost 10 years ago and I didn’t speak about it until recently. The first time it came out, I wrote it on paper for an essay which my T.A and professor read, the second time I decided to share my story was in front of a class for a presentation, the third time I shared my story was in front of three of my closest friends in school, the fourth time is now with YOU. This blog right here is the beginning of my journey. My next step is to build the courage to tell my family and to do something about what I experienced. My past is my past, but I don’t want it to negatively impact my life and future. I want to help all women, no matter what situation they’re in. We all have a story and I’m finally sharing mine.
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And I would like to apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes made.