Why should I be scared to walk alone at night? Why should I be looking behind my shoulder while I wwalk?
Last night, after work I went for a walk. As the season is coming to a close there is not so many people around.
For a very long time I was afraid to walk alone, afraid of the darkness, afraid of him. Last night I was so happy, I felt no fear inside me at all. I was stupid and wrong to feel that way.
I think I have seen him before around, he looks familiar. He started to talk to me, my first thought was he wanted to just get to know me, then I thought that he was going to rob me.. he wasn’t old.. late 20s, he was small, dark, his English was very bad. He started small talk as I walked towards my car, but then he was crossing the personal space boundary. While I was backing away he kept backing closer. He wanted to touch my hair.. then he started to pull at it, I got into my car, tried to close the door and he was blocking it… continuing to pull my hair out, smelling it, putting it in his pocket. I could see his face change as I’m telling him to stop and go away. I could see he was getting angry, I never felt so scared, I didn’t know what to do at that point. He then sstarted to ask for sex while pulling his dick out ! I was pulling and pulling at the door and he wouldn’t go away , he wouldn’t listen. Finally I thought and pressed my horn. he then stopped and walked away.
My whole body was shaking. I felt so sick. So sscared. So angry. So alone.
I don’t want to feel this way, to feel so scared, to not be in control.
I spent a year being scared , I spent a long time looking over my shoulder, wondering where he will come from next. I don’t want to feel like that ever again. I am so weak. I am so fragile. I hate myself for it. I hate that people have the power to make me feel this way.
I was scared of someone who ‘ loved’ me .. imagine what a stranger would do.
People wonder why I am so cold. Why I am not so friendly with everyone. I am not anti social. I just have selective conversations.
I am bored to hear the same shit. That the women that get attacked is because of what they’re wearing. That they provoke the man. That it is basically there fault to he walking alone in the dark. No.
I was in my uniform. 19.30. Outside my Hotel where I work. In a large open space. Now tell me how it is my fault ? Tell me how I provoked this arsehole. We are not taken seriously. We are not protected. The sad thing is, there is nothing we can do. No woman or man can fix this world.Only we can fix ourselves.