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I have no survival instinct when it comes to men.

While I tell everybody else to be careful, I always like to assume the best about people.
I tell people I walk alone at night around here and they say I'm crazy. When I'm with girls and we need to take a taxi I'm always the one who ends up in the front seat.
Maybe it's because I've been lucky so far to have not been harassed.
But one night I was returning from the train station alone and I took the bus with just 3 other people. I went off at my station and didn't notice a guy that did too. But as I was walking I realized he was behind me. Of course my brain was telling me he's just going to his own place while I'll go to the dorm and it will be fine. But then he turned to the street of the dormitory just like me. I went inside and I could see he would come too but I thought he wouldn't come there if he wasn't a student, right? But for some reason I didn't think he was one either. Then I passed by the reception and thought okay, this is the last test, if he turns to the direction I turn to he's a creep because it's rare that somebody would go to the building on the right. But he turned right and I was for real scared this time. I was hoping I would take the elevator before he would reach me but no, he was there and entered the elevator with me. I was going on the 5th floor while he pressed the button for the 3rd floor so I felt calm like I'm going to get rid of him soon. BUT the elevator decided to get stuck for some brief seconds past the 2nd floor. I really accepted that this was the end because this had never happened before. I thought he must have done something on purpose. Then we looked at each other and I said "Maybe it wasn't a good idea to take the elevator" and did an awkward laugh until he finally got out on the 3rd floor and he just said goodbye.
I was so relieved that it was nothing but I keep thinking how tf you as a man get into an elevator with a woman alone after walking behind her for at least 8 minutes. Like she will be afraid?? I'd like to think if I were a man I would have waited or something. Then again I don't blame them for not living the same way as us.
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I used to be the same. I was quite trusting of people. Stupidly so, but if I see someone in distress, I usually check to see if they're okay. Looking back, I've definitely had moments that went ok but could've gone bad.
I remember being in a taxi and seeing some guy running in front of the car out of nowhere to catch our attention and it was a close call. The driver swerved around him and I turned to look at the guy who was trying to get us to stop. He looked panicked. It was around 11pm. I really don't know why I thought it'd be good idea to go check up on him but that's exactly what I did. When I walked up to him, I noticed his clothes were torn and his clothes were covered in blood. I asked him if he was ok. I was worried for him and also myself tbh because no one else was around and this guy could've done anything. He told me he got jumped by a group of guys and I asked him if he wanted me to call an ambulance for him. He refused and said the blood was mainly theirs.. Then I asked him if he wanted me to call him a taxi so he could get home and he said no because he only lived around the corner.
At this point I figured there wasn't much else I could do and I certainly wasn't gonna walk him home so I told him to stay safe and then made sure to walk around the longer way because I didn't wanna turn my back to him.

I've had experiences of being followed all the way to my sisters house and then the stranger waiting outside and I had my niece with me too so that one freaked me out more because I was in protective mode.

Another time, I was nearly pushed back into moving cars by a guy who stopped to talk and was moving in closer with me clearly moving back from him. If my friend didn't pull me away from the edge of the pavement, I would've definitely been clipped by the car. On top of that he held onto my arm and wouldn't let go until I shouted for him to get off me and that's just to name a few.