After Alyssa Milano suggested on Twitter on Saturday night that women share their experiences of sexual assault and harassment using the hashtag #MeToo, social media was flooded with their stories. Seeing my own Facebook feed filled with “me, too’s” as well as detailed accounts of sexual harassment and abuse, in addition to support from men (“I believe you,” wrote one), gave me the feels. I’ve been harassed with your regular run-of-the-mill comments on the street more times than I can even begin to remember — hasn’t every woman? — and I was also harassed in junior high and high school school by male teachers (and, of course, by my classmates). In my college internship my “mentor” would not stop inviting me to his home for a private lesson until I finally agreed to go, and then he asked if I’d be interested in dating him. When I said no, he gave me a B- for the semester when I definitely deserved an A. When I was 15, a stranger in an elevator assaulted me, groping me everywhere and twenty-five years later we elected to our highest office someone who bragged about doing that very thing to women. This isn’t even an exhaustive list. But it exhausts me.