I have a daughter. She is 18. She is terrified. Of the laundry room, which is in the basement of our building. She is terrified of men who stalk her in the park. Of walking alone at night. Of taking the bus.
What do I tell her? Sadly, that it’s the way of the world, that men, that society, see(s) women as ripe fruit for the picking. And then I am trying to teach her my fierceness, and to believe in herself and know that she owes society and men NOTHING.
It’s quite disheartening.