On May 3rd, around 8 AM in Ciudad Universitaria, the biggest campus university of the National Autonomous University of Mexico, the body of Lesby Berlín Osorio Martínez was found tied to a telephone booth.
After discovering her murder and "investigating", the authorities in my country decided that her murder was her own fault because she was living with her boyfriend, because she was drinking the night before, because she wasn’t enrolled in school at the time, because she, as her mom said, “wanted to run around, wanted to be a citizen of the world”.
After the murder of Lesby, women in Mexico started sharing their thoughts in social media with the hashtag #SiMeMatan (#IfIGetKilled) because here, if a woman or a girl is found dead, it’s automatically our fault because we had friends, because we liked to go out: simply because we were women and not men.
Have you ever wondered what will people say if you get killed?
If I get killed they are going to say that it was because I liked to go out alone, because I was nice to everyone, because I was outspoken, because I was fighting for women’s rights, because I enjoyed drinking at parties, because I liked to wear high heels, because I had dated too many men or because I was obsessed with freedom, and here, freedom is not a right, is a luxury that puts us at risk.
It seems that we get raped and killed because we ask for it, not because of the lawlessness that entitles men to do whatever they want and nothing ever happens; that we are poor because we are lazy, not because of the lack of opportunities or because of the gender pay gap; it seems we love living like this.
Today it was Lesby’s fault that she got murdered, tomorrow it might be either one of our faults.
Let’s fight, let’s never give up, and let’s speak up so the world knows that it’s never out fault, that it’s NEVER US.