help, the world is drowning me.
at least once a week I’m heavily reminded of how the men around me view me, and I can’t take it anymore
when I was in a different country with a different culture I was so happy–no one made degrading sexualized comments in professional settings, no one used their friendship with me to get access to my body, the one time a stranger grabbed my ass at a bar he was immediately kicked out by the bouncers.
when I was growing up I was told I could be so much more and I wanted it and I believed it;
I thought I could be […]