In the wake of last week’s controversial ruling in the “Running of the Bulls” gang rape case, which saw the five defendants accused of rape convicted of the lesser charge of sexual assault, women in Spain have been posting shocking accounts of harassment on Twitter using the hashtag #cuentalo (tell it).
“The man who should have loved me the most pulled the duvet off onto the ground, and that’s where it all started.” “A man drugged me by putting something in my drink when I was a teenager and took advantage of me in the middle of the street.” “Aged 17 a man followed us, and when we reported it, the police told us that we were looking really pretty.” “A teacher raped me for two years.” “I screamed and tried to fight him off, but I gave up because it wasn’t doing anything.”
These are just some of the stories that have been posted by women on social networks since April 26 using the hashtag #cuéntalo – a clear echo of the #MeToo hashtag that was used the world over in the wake of the Harvey Weinstein sexual abuse scandal, and those that followed.
#cuéntalo Fue mi padre, y empezó antes que mi memoria. ¿Dos, tres años?, ¿menos? Acabo de cumplir 41 y hace unos meses volví a terapia porque, aunque creia que si, no lo he superado. Depresión crónica, ataques de ansiedad, pesadillas... Nunca tuve pareja. Sola me siento segura.— Elisa Maza (@ElisaMaza77) April 27, 2018
#cuéntalo It was my father and it started from before I can remember. Two, three years old? Younger? I’ve just turned 41 and I went back to therapy a few months ago, because, even though I thought I had, I’ve still not got over it. Chronic depression, anxiety attacks, nightmares… I never had a partner. I feel safe being alone.
13 años, pleno verano, un tío mío dice al resto de varones, mientras las mujeres recogíamos la mesa: “vaya tetas buenas le han salido este invierno”. Dejó de ser mi tío para convertirse en un hombre, un lobo, con capacidad depredadora. Nunca le volví a tratar igual.#cuéntalo— Lola Sánchez Caldentey ♀️ (@LolaPodemos) April 27, 2018
13, middle of summer, an uncle of mine says to the rest of the men, while the women cleared the table: “What a great pair of tits she got this winter.” He stopped being my uncle and became a man, a wolf, with a predatory power. I never treated him the same again #cuéntalo
Tengo 18 años.— silvia (@silvkx) April 27, 2018
A los 14 me violó un chico. Él tenía 21 años. DJ de una discoteca para menores. Hasta el día de hoy estoy amenazada de muerte.
A los 16 años un chico de mi instituto abusó de mí.
A los 18, este año, un chico de mi clase intentó violarme.
YA ESTOY HARTA#Cuéntalo
I’m 18 years old.
Aged 14 a boy raped me. He was 21. DJ at a disco for under-18s. Until this very day I’m still threatened with death.
Aged 16 I was abused by a boy at my high school.
Aged 18, this year, a boy in my class tried to rape me.
I’VE HAD ENOUGH #Cuéntalo
A los 19 quise viajar sola por Portugal. Llegué a Guarda, visité la catedral. Una horda de chicos empezó a vigilarme, seguirme, decirme cosas. Desistí, volví a Barcelona. Nunca más he viajado sola salvo para visitar ciudades grandes #cuentalo— LauraFreixas (@LauraFreixas) April 28, 2018
Aged 19 I wanted to travel through Portugal alone. I arrived in Guarda, I visited the cathedral. A horde of guys started to watch me, follow me, say things to me. I gave up, went back to Barcelona. Never again have I traveled alone, apart from to visit big cities #cuentalo
The leader of left-wing anti-austerity party Podemos in Andalusia, Teresa Rodríguez, also shared her story. “First day of university. I’d left the village behind. Going to the first class. Nerves, excitement and pride. A guy on a bike stops me, grabs my tits with both hands and leaves laughing. Fear, shame, hatred. The city becomes an enemy.”
Experts say that very few cases of sexual harassment of this kind are actually reported in relation to the amount of abuse and assaults that actually take place. Many women have used the #cuéntalo hashtag to recount the fact that they have not previously dared to tell their stories.
I’m on my sixth draft, but I’m not that brave #cuéntalo
No he sido capaz de contarlo públicamente. No quiero, pero sí lo he contado. Y con cada historia que leo en #cuéntalo se me cae el alma a los pies. Es el sistema. Y nos creíamos que éramos nosotras.— Gemma Herrero (@gemmaherrero) April 27, 2018
I’ve not been able to tell it in public. I don’t want to, but I have told it. And with every story I read in #cuéntalo my heart sinks a little more. It’s the system. And we thought it was our fault.
According to a survey carried out for Metroscopia, 32% of Spanish woman have felt sexually harassed at least once in their lives. This percentage rises to 47% among women aged from 18 to 34. A quarter say that they have been touched against their consent or there have been attempts to touch them at least once. In one way or another, the stories being posted with #cuéntalo sound very familiar to many women.
Ir camino de casa sola por la noche— Mariu 🖤 (@MariuJaen) April 27, 2018
Mirar hacia atrás una y otra vez
Agachar la cabeza si te cruzas con alguien
Hacer como que hablas por teléfono
Andar a paso ligero
Ir con las llaves preparadas para abrir cuanto antes
Respirar al cerrar la puerta de casa#cuéntalo
Walking home alone at night
Looking back again and again
Keeping your head down if you pass anyone
Pretending to talk on the phone
Getting your keys ready to open the door as soon as possible.
Able to breathe again once the front door is closed #cuéntalo
Tengo 42 palos, he visto y sufrido todo tipo de situaciones y aún no he conocido una sola mujer que no haya sufrido algún tipo de abuso o agresión. Ni una de nosotras ha llegado a la edad adulta sin algún percance o trauma. Sois conscientes de la magnitud? #Cuentalo— Mønika 🏴 (@ilargiblue) April 28, 2018
I’m 42 years old, I’ve seen and been through all kinds of situations and I am still yet to meet a single woman who hasn’t suffered some kind of abuse or assault. None of us have reached adulthood without some kind of mishap or trauma. Are you aware of the scale of this? #Cuéntalo
English version by Simon Hunter.