Your Stories

Here we share your stories of sexism, sexual harassment and sexual assault in healthcare. Every story is a powerful testimony, describing lived experiences and the impact of sexual violence.

Thank you to every person who has shared their story with us.

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These stories contain descriptions of sexism, sexual harassment, and sexual violence.

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I was a GP partner for many years. Over time I realised that the senior male partner was very controlling and unable to partake in an equal partnership.

The Duluth power and control wheel for domestic abuse helped me to identify the pattern of behaviour I was struggling to understand. Like in an abusive domestic relationship, it happened subtly and gradually over time, interspersed with normal and seemingly supportive behaviour.

I also became aware of inappropriate behaviour towards various staff members, creating a toxic work culture. I experienced gender-based harassment, including intrusive questioning about my sex life and bullying behaviour, as I tried to stand up against this. I was deeply traumatised and felt unsafe and very stressed.

I went through Freedom to Speak up to try and get support for the staff and highlight concerns. I found the whole process traumatic and needed a lot of professional support and EMDR to recover. Entering a new workplace was challenging as I was initially quite hypervigilent and afraid. I lost income, resulting in financial instability, my children were also affected and I had a lot of physical health complaints caused by the stress.

I am trying to see it as a learning experience and I am healing, but it has taken time. I hope in time the NHS have better trauma-informed processes to assist with these sort of situations and more eduction to prevent these kind of toxic work cultures, which enable poor behaviour.

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In my first year of medical school another first year medic sexually assaulted me in a nightclub. I felt very confused at the time as I considered them a friend and it wasn’t until after my 3rd year when I heard about multiple other women, did I report him. I went with one of the other women who was assaulted to our medical school.

We felt we wouldn’t have been believed if only one of us had reported him. We were told the investigation would be 3-6 months. It took nearly 2 years before we had a formal hearing with the university. We had wellbeing support throughout but the impact of the assault and investigation has been monumental. During the investigation period the student medic was suspended and the outcome of the hearing was that all 5 charges were proven in the eyes of the university. The outcome was for the student to be suspended another year and referred to the medical school with a recommendation of a Fitness to Practice hearing.

This is where communication ended from the university and none from the medical school. It wasn’t until the end of my first FY1 job that I found out the student had been allowed to return to medical school. I had to take days off work to process this information and how disgusted and hurt I am. The number of people this person’s actions have affected is huge and I know there is a lot more I have to do to heal. But I can be proud of myself and the other woman who reported him of how brave we were and are.

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Patient with a brain injury and has poor impulse control flips between aggression and, when he’s with female staff, sexual assaults. I was allocated to look after him one day and he would try to punch staff and when asked to stop would grab at my breasts. When he would walk he was wobbly so we would need a couple of staff to walk with him to keep him safe. He put his arm around my neck and his hand crawled down to my breast. I felt my skin crawl.

I documented everything but still women are allocated to look after him.

I know he’s done similar to other colleagues but management don’t care.

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Firstly, if any part of you questions whether to get help, then I hope from reading my story that you do ask for help and as soon as possible. My biggest mistake was confronting myself, my rapist, and the reality of the situation 2 years later.

I was an FY2 and they were a registrar. It was time to rotate and have a farewell night out, most of the FY2s were there and that one registrar. There was a lot of alcohol consumed and in the morning I woke up naked with him in the bed beside me. To make it worse he starts asking if I know his girlfriend from my previous rotation but then continues how “we need to do this again”.

When he’s out the door, I’m praying for evidence of a condom. None. I now have to source a morning after pill. I debate do I need to be examined but the only place I think that this occurs is a hospital. A hospital where they may know me or him, and I know if I share it’s another doctor this explodes and other authorities will get pulled in and have more questions – but I don’t even have the headspace for the examination.

There after he keeps whatsapping and when I don’t share photos and am trying to shut down the conversation he states “you only done it because you were drunk” – well yes, but how do you say that to a man who has the power to give you locums, is your QIP supervisor, has the power to hype you up for the next clinical fellow post or the opposite make sure you never get the exposure needed for those many hoops to get intospecialty training?

I found out from him he had sex with me; I found out from the police 2yrs later after I finally report it how many “rounds” he recalls. I don’t even remember getting home.

What I didn’t know was that if I called the police the morning after they could have organised the appropriate examination and they could have gotten footage to support both my story and my witness (another colleague) that I was not in a fit state to be able to consent. Now it all comes down to the GMC, as there’s now not enough for the law.

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Multiple cases over 10 years (at least 80 significant episodes) I had hoped that as I advanced in my career, gained more experience, and rose in seniority, the culture of speaking up would improve, but it appears to be regressing.

Case study 1 – Misogyny and sexism

A senior consultant and a therapy manager asked me to self-fund my travel to specialist hospitals to acquire the necessary skills for a new service, a request I complied with for five years. Only to learn that they were preparing white male colleagues, giving them all the details of new services I had given the senior managers and consultants by visiting various hospitals. They were offered training, support, and funding to do the courses, and were promoted by email to lead a new service even though I had fundraised £26,000 and worked hard to get research grants to build the new service for patients’ benefit. Over those five years, I faced constant gaslighting, bullying, and misogynistic comments. I left the organisation.

Case Study 2 – Sexism

A grant of £40,000 for my project was given to white male colleagues; I was excluded from the project, and the white male colleagues were given training and were promoted by emails. HR was completely involved in it. I received misogynistic and sexist gaslights when I raised concerns. At that time, I voiced my concerns to the organisation’s CEO, who did not respond. A year later, I again voiced my concerns to the new CEO, who assured me they would investigate. However, the victimisation escalated to the point where I had to resign from my job.

Case Study 3 – Sexism

In research training, supervisors would write research projects for male colleagues, support them in writing, and provide all the conference and networking opportunities, but when I sat with them for supervision, they said, I don’t know how to supervise you. I believe they recognise the importance of offering me the same opportunity as their male counterparts or just doing the same things for me.

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I was touched inappropriately by an elderly patient. I reported this to my male supervisor; he laughed, saying I should be happy that men like me. Later, the same supervisor shared the event with the wider team using rude language and claiming I must have liked that so much I came to him to brag about this. Nothing was done.

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The collegue in question started by putting his hand on my back or shoulder too frequently whilst I was on shift. I was about to report this to his line manager when one day, he squeezed behind me through a very tight gap. Instead of saying excuse me so I could step aside, he pushed his groin into my bottom, and proceeded to put both of his hands on my shoulders making an inappropriate remark to me. I chose to blow the whistle because this behaviour is totally unacceptable and also to prevent him from doing it to anyone else.

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One of the surgeries I observed during my first placement as a medical student was a mastectomy. As they were preparing the woman, who was under general anaesthetic for surgery, the all-male team of doctors joked extensively about the size of her breasts. After drawing the area to be removed on the unconscious woman’s skin, the surgeon grabbed a breast in each hand and jiggled them around while making ‘funny’ noises – to the amusement of all the other men present. The nurses turned a blind eye and I stood by horrified.

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I’ll never forget that day. I had just finished a home visit with a female patient, helping her use a new aid to take a bath upstairs which she was delighted to use right away. Her husband was downstairs. As I informed him I was leaving, he used the moment to corner me, trapping me against the wall. He leaned in to kiss me, ignoring my repeated attempts to say no. He overpowered me in the end. I was terrified. His wife, vulnerable upstairs, couldn’t help. I ducked and ran, reaching my car, locking myself inside.

In a panic, I drove away without using my navigation. Lost in the rural landscape, I found myself at a ford. With headlights behind me, I feared he was following, so I drove through, damaging my car in the process. Though I reported the incident, I felt the aftermath for years.

The Trust and police were supportive, but I received a note from him that made my skin crawl. Every year, I avoid the part of a local event where his farm appears, frozen and nauseated by the memory. It’s been over a decade, but I’ll never shake the feeling: he shouldn’t have done it.

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There’s a male staff member who works in the same, very large building as myself. Each time I see him, he looks me up and down, his gaze lingering on my breasts. It’s disgusting. He seems to appear for no reason except to see me. He’ll compliment me, but it doesn’t feel genuine—it feels like he’s sexualising me.

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At medical school, a male fellow med student asked me a few times to ride in his convertible car. I accepted a lift after lectures back to our accommodation one day. (On a platonic basis). As I was getting out of the car, I thanked him for the lift. He reached across and pinched my leg hard. When I looked at him he laughed and said “I just wanted to see what your sex face looked like”. I got out of the car and avoided him.

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An IMT doctor shared pictures of him having sex with an F2, it made me uncomfortable but the other doctors in the doctors mess thought it was funny.

I go to work and I expect my colleagues to be professional. What happened made me as a female feel scared and devalued. I imagine it was a hundred times worse for the F2 female who was publically humiliated.

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It happened 42 years ago but I still ‘beat myself up’ about not doing anything.

I was an SHO in a great little oncology department and keen at the time to be an oncologist. This was my first 6 months SHO job. Not relevant really but I was living with my BF at the time. I had 3 consultants and one of them started pursuing me. Initially it was unwanted ‘flirting’ but then he asked me to come away with him for the weekend and I said no. He had booked it already (he was a loathsome looking married man who I had absolutely no interest in).

Then one morning shortly after he forced me into a cupboard on the ward and I had to physically and violently fight him off. I hit him very hard. After that he made my life an absolute misery at work.

At the end of the 6 months I left oncology, deciding it was pointless in trying to pursue a career. I became a GP. I moved away. I never reported it thinking his word against mine, 30 years later I was diagnosed with breast cancer, and came back to that city for treatment. I was coming down the stairs in a different hospital and he was coming up.

The same man, a wee man – he was much bigger and more powerful in my memory. He didn’t recognise me and I said nothing. I had a female oncology consultant and she asked me casually if I’d worked with him during a consultation. He was retired but back at work. I could have said something at that point but to my shame said absolutely nothing.

Over the years I’ve replayed it over and over. I had counselling 20 years ago. I’ve considered going to the police, especially when I realised he was back working 30 years later, but I didn’t.

I have a daughter and daughters in law in medicine and hope that if it does happen to them they have the courage to deal with it.

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I was sexually harassed by an ex-colleague at a surgical conference.

I was a still a registrar, he was now a consultant working elsewhere. We had never been close, just polite to each other at work. The experience scared me and I completely froze as it happened. I believe he waited until I was alone. He had already said goodbye to the group and left the hotel as he was staying elsewhere.

Once other members of the team had returned to their rooms he suddenly reappeared. He pressed himself up against me, his whole body, put his hands around the back of my head and held his face nose to nose with mine. I couldn’t move, I felt trapped. His hands were on my face and body for a prolonged period while he propositioned me. I was married with young children, as was he, which he knew. It was completely unwanted and uninvited.

I’m small, it was physically intimidating and I was scared.

The following day he got my number from another colleague and messaged me to say sorry ‘if anything was excessive’ and thanked me ‘for stopping him’. When I returned to work I confided in a female consultant who I trust and respect. I was still very shaken and had been experiencing nightmares. We both cried.

Another male surgical consultant, who had been also been at the conference, made a big show of telling everyone in theatre that he hadn’t initially recognised me at the conference and assumed I ‘must be someone’s wife’. I had been working as an anaesthetist with that surgical team for eight months by this point. I knew he was friends with the other consultant, the ex-colleague, and mentioned his name multiple times that day.

When he had finished operating he ran his hands slowly down my back, from my shoulder blade to the small of my back. We were not friends. He had never touched me before. He tried to do this on two or three further occasions before I completed my fellowship. I won’t be applying for a consultant post at that hospital, despite loving the anaesthetic team. I still feel cold when I hear the ex-colleague’s name and feel ashamed – that I froze, didn’t fight him off, didn’t report him.

I still fear not being believed, that his actions would be explained away or that the impact it had on me would be minimised.

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I have seen and experienced many things over the years (including direct sexual harassment and assault), having previously worked in operational departments. Having moved into a digital health field, I have found the latent, background misogyny to be still present but I am used to it. However, recently this has become more personally directed at me by my clinical director.

I have placed a star next to the parts which I consider to misogynistic.

I have received comments from him that are, while acknowledging the department has massively progressed since I started in my role as head of the unit; gaslighting me and my experience to my (male) line manager – indicating that I am a histrionic female* who “must take the nuclear option”* in my professional relationships (I am not – quite the opposite, in fact) despite him being the one who was basically saying if I didn’t do what he wanted he would tell the executive level he had to leave his role as my clinical director due to me being ‘difficult’*, constantly demanding I qualify myself* (which I have never seen him say to my male equivalents), demanding that I produce the “line in law” to back up what I am saying or he will tell other consultants to ignore me and, my personal favourite, that I should be grateful* because “I have tried really, really hard to NOT take credit for the work you have done”*.

This is all because I had the audacity to say “no” to a consultant and challenge him on a subject for which he has little knowledge while putting in a social boundary due to feeling a little encroached upon*. Everything was fine until then and he was even happy to go round telling people I am a ‘national expert’ in my subject beforehand. However, apparently now I do not understand anything or know what I am talking about, must be mansplained to* and spoken to like a child*.

His behaviour has escalated over a few months to moving into my personal space*, ambushing me when on my own, separating and isolating me from colleagues so he can bully me while by myself and using coercive language such as “I think you’ll agree with me when I say…” (no – I don’t – and stop trying to convince me I should!). He has also taken to trying to be involved in every little operational task and decision in my department, claiming he feels “left out” if he doesn’t know every tiny thing that happens (even though he shouldn’t know, or need to) and is trying to involve himself in line managing my staff, even though I have asked him not to.

He has taken the stance that he knows better* on every subject and gets very angry and escalates if I suggest he should not be involved in these matters. The last in-person encounter had quite a sinister feel to it which I have still not recovered from. I have spoken to HR and told them I am planning my exit from the organisation due to intolerable working conditions.