When I was 8 my mum taught me how to hold a set of keys between my fingers. I remember really thinking it through, how I would have to hold them very tight, so that they would not just fold back and hurt my hand if I tried to try to stab someone. ‘Aim for the eyes!’ She said. Every time I have walked back to my car at night or even just a quiet street or car park, I remember this conversation. Every. Time. Because it’s a jungle out there.
Meanwhile, on here, i’m not looking for a fight - I’m not here to discuss what we already know - WE KNOW it’s not fair - WE KNOW that telling women they somehow got themselves raped or killed is 100% CRAZY. I don’t need a million stickers on the back of bathroom doors, a protest T-shirt, or a PSA to convince me of this - IT’S LOGIC. IT’S FACT. IT’S TRUTH. But that doesn’t mean it will prevail in the immediate future. All I want to say is this: When, not if, but WHEN you feel unsafe there are things you can learn to do that may be useful; know that if you are grabbed from behind you can scrap and bang your heel against an attackers shin - shins are very sensitive - smash them with your heel HARD. Take a self defense course because you CAN. Don’t forget the injustice of the situation but rather than talking about female empowerment - become an EMPOWERED FEMALE - literally - give yourself every tool you can - life is not always fair - but you know what they taught me at girl guides - BE PREPARED. Until we start living in Utopia I intend to be and I want my friends to be too.
This is a reactionary post to
#eurydicedixon I am sad and I am angry and I am sorry. Not fair. Not right. Not a woman’s responsibility to not get attacked. Not a woman’s job to change.