i continue to be sort of upset about a particularly invasive catcalling incident from yesterday. something similar happened over the weekend, except i thought i was being mugged at first but ended up thinking “ugh i wish i was getting mugged right now”
this is coupled with the knowledge that the days are getting shorter and i am therefore more and more limited in my ability to walk around by myself.
i like walking around by myself. i like eating and shopping alone on my own time at my own pace. but winter and its accompanying darkness make me feel trapped in my apartment. i kept going back and forth about buying a ticket to see one of the only bands i even want to see in concert because it seemed like a huge hassle to get to the venue and back without incident. i just want to live my fucking life.
i guess another part of me wants the rest of me to get over it but why should i have to be the one who gets over being followed to my apartment and trying to figure out whether or not to get inside my house because now this stranger knows where i live and has already made it perfectly clear that hes not listening to me.
in the end i drove to something i would have normally taken the bus to and had to pay for parking just for my dumb peace of mind and i got a bunch of bugbites waiting to get my car out of the garage and i blame the patriarchy for these bugbites.
A bunch of my friends have had stories lately about dudes being super sketchy or threatening and it just totally, totally bums me out. Why is it OK for dudes to still get away this. Why do we still have to share this planet with people like that.