okay okay i’m just going to
recount what happened
so i can remember and don’t start feeling like i’m imagining things
Aw babe :c
I think it’s normal not to know what to do in these situations, even when you’re 100% sure what’s going on, because it is really scary. And part of it is the fear of making a scene in public and people judging you, and the self doubt that it’s not really as bad as you’re making it seem, and then there’s this super legitimate fear that comes from the fact that men rape and murder women all the time for slighter offenses, often just for the crime of existing in a world that is not kind to women and yeah I had to stop writing this a couple times because of angry sobbing at the unfairness of it all. And like (and obv I’m not trying to compare this to your experience/ obv I’ve been through way scarier man-related incidents than the one I’m about to describe) yesterday when I was working at the birdhouse I had to ask this guy to stop feeding the ducks and it made me so nervous, like I was physically shaking and my throat gummed up because this guy was huge, he was like 4 times the size of me but I realized later the size wouldn’t have made any difference and I wouldn’t have been nervous at all if it had been a woman. And isn’t that fucked up? That we live in a world that even in the most innocent of situations it’s hard to speak up to men, yet we judge women (including ourselves) who are to scared to speak up when we’re being sexually harassed. What a world. What a terrible fucking world
Anyways sorry that got a little out of hand Nika I hope you feel better + I love you mucho