termite,
I just wanted to let you know I am the same way, even though my attacks happened seven and eight years ago. I don't know if it wouldn't have been different, but I know that being stalked for months, attacked, then stalked some more, attacked again, and stalked even more...has made me somewhat paranoid. It varies. When I'm with my man I am just fine as he is tall, strong and could take many men down. But if I'm walking by myself or with my daughter, my heart will will beat faster and my body heats up if I think someone could be following me, or looking to do something.
It has been tough, since I pride myself on being very independant, but I gradually worked my confidence up again. Of course, this doesn't mean I'm not watchful and aware of my surroundings, but I'm also not afraid to do what I have to do to stay safe.
(hugs) termite and flower and all the others who have had to go through it all.
Alicia
suits were just hugging
their a**es in a sexually
promiscuous way as they walked
up and down the aisles
fondling their microphones
provocatively.
Wow, someone else noticed, too? I swore I was seeing things when I saw how those young men treated the microphone. And all those years the women were counseled on not to wear tight clothing and yet the men's suits were almost always tight against their butts, swishing as as they walked. Ugh.
edited to add comment to Spaz
Edited by - saltiest on 27 June 2002 13:19:52