I Resent Being Objectified
I love it when people tell me I’m pretty; I hate only being defined as pretty

When I’m walking down the street, a lot of men, usually in their late 60s it seems, will tell me how beautiful they think I am.
“Thank you,” I say.
I appreciate a compliment just as much as anyone else. However, what I don’t appreciate is when these elderly men take it upon themselves to…