I’m so scared of men. So scared of being assaulted, I don’t EVEN LIKE MEN, but I walk down the streets and someone’s uncle looks at me just a little too long, and suddenly I’m very aware I’m only 14, if that man really wanted to. He could hurt me. I wish I could blame this on paranoia but I’m a girl and the data only makes things worse. It’s so bad I can barely hug my own father anymore, and I think I’m crazy for it but maybe he touches my waist just a little more than a father should. Maybe he kisses my neck more than is normal, maybe just maybe when he laughed at that r@pe joke, maybe he laughed because he thought it was funny. I’m scared, I live in constant fear that a man’s gaze is more than just a gaze, that maybe that random man who smiled at me, didn’t smile at me but at my body wich he believes he’s entitled to. Do not get my words wrong; I don’t hate men, I’m just scared of them.