Violence Against Women.

TW: Rape and Sexual Assault

Why don’t people care about women? The safety of women and the wellbeing of women. Nobody cares. Why do people only care when it’s about the length of our skirts, the amount of make-up we’re wearing, whether we’re “asking for it”, or when it’s too late.

I’m well aware violence against women and girls has always been very present in society but holy shit man. We can’t walk even in broad daylight without the fear of being followed, harassed, and or sexually assaulted. How many women have to experience trauma, abuse, and heartache before enough is enough. People shouldn’t be trying to inject girls with unknown substances with intention to harm because girls/women are trying to have safe nights by covering their drinks.

Unsure if anyone has seen that video of a man following a woman to her apartment in New York and she manages to close and lock the door before he could get in, but he had EIGHTY FUCKING SEVEN priors and was still walking the streets. That’s 13 away from a hundred. EIGHTY SEVEN priors but nobody saw him as a threat. Nobody thought “ahh actually he might do some real harm here”. You actually can’t make this shit up. The safety of women has never been a first thought in the eyes of law enforcement.

There isn’t even any comfort in anything either. You can’t trust that a policeman won’t try to rape and kill you. You can’t trust that an uber driver won’t try and sexually assault you whilst you’re just trying to get home safe, and to top it off the government wants us to simply flag down a bus in a moment of danger.

I don’t know. All I can say is that I hope things change. I don’t know when but we can hope. We shouldn’t have to be doing anything that makes us uncomfortable for the sake of our own safety.

Please call out your boys that are guilty of the aforementioned behaviour. You are part of the problem.

I’m so sorry to anyone who has experienced any form of sexual abuse and or assault. I pray that you heal and I pray that you know it wasn’t your fault. Sending love and light.

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