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No, you know what, I'm not done.
If a man keeps looking at you, stare him down. Your words could cut him to shreds.
If he stares at your legs, laugh at his jealousy. Like as not he'll never experience that soft joy of shaven skin.
If he steps too close, lean back and look him up and down, with a sneer.
If you want to believe that you are a valuable individual and should be treated so, you have to believe that you are strong enough to demand such treatment.
The flip side is, you have to treat other people as though they are individual. And preferably valuable, though perhaps not in ways which you appreciate.
If a man keeps looking at you, stare him down. Your words could cut him to shreds.
If he stares at your legs, laugh at his jealousy. Like as not he'll never experience that soft joy of shaven skin.
If he steps too close, lean back and look him up and down, with a sneer.
If you want to believe that you are a valuable individual and should be treated so, you have to believe that you are strong enough to demand such treatment.
The flip side is, you have to treat other people as though they are individual. And preferably valuable, though perhaps not in ways which you appreciate.
angry
can has cookie?
Since I got angry, I've been SO MUCH better at standing up for myself in public. I never let someone get away with staring or making a comment in the street any more. It happens too often to blog, but I've started flipping people the finger, laughing at them, tossing my hair, telling them to fuck off, sneering, smiling in a superior way and telling them they aren't funny. What I WANT to do is say something like "Fuckwit, I bet you'd be upset if some other moron did that to your wife or girlfriend", but in the meantime, what I'm doing feels so, so much better than nothing.