AboutI'm Zoe. I'm twenty one. This is me showing you the things that I like.
Earlier tonight a thing happened. It was just after dark and I had just walked out of a CVS and was in the process of walking three stores over to get ice cream when a guy on a bike rides up towards me and says something. I didn’t hear exactly what he said but I looked up just in time to see him ride about ten feet, leering at me the whole time, and then hit a curb and fly head over handlebars. He rolled a few times and I saw a bottle go flying from his hand (probably some kind of alcohol) and then of course being the polite person that I am, I called out to ask if he was okay without really thinking. A car had been driving up about the same time that he fell and they pulled over to call out the same thing to him. It was then that I essentially realized that I probably didn’t want any contact with this guy and I took the chance to fast walk towards the store.
I was freaked out and immediately texted my boyfriend that something weird had happened and that I’d call from my car. I hadn’t felt safe and I just needed to know someone was there who would protect and comfort me emotionally even if they weren’t there at that exact moment.
It’s now a few hours later and I have been debating all night about whether or not to share my story with anyone else. I didn’t want people to think that I was just looking for attention or bragging that someone was so attracted to me that they literally fell head over heels. Then I realized, I don’t care what others think about me in this situation because I didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t need to defend myself by telling anyone what I was wearing and I don’t need to feel ashamed that someone else was acting in a way that made me feel unsafe. This kind of thing happens every single day and most people don’t talk about it. I know I usually don’t.
Basically I just needed to talk about this somewhere. I can not allow myself to keep holding it in.
What if you were dating a moth prince and living in his kingdom and he knew how out of place you felt so he made you dozens of silk dresses and blankets and gave you lots of fuzzy shawls and scarves so you wouldn’t stand out so much and always said you were so beautiful you were glowing and occasionally bump right into your face because it was a little joke and he would pretend you were a light bulb and give you tiny kisses