You made extreme and broad sweeping generalizations about life in general based on worst case scenarios, as if all women, or even an average of women, experience the worst things your anxiety can imagine, at all times. It’s hard to even take you seriously, though I try anyways. That is a kindness I extend to you. Your thoughts however appear hyperbolic at best and paranoid at worse.
Whatever you’re going through is no doubt tragic and I wish you the best moving forward.
I didn’t say some contexts, I said ALL contexts.
And did I shove my hand in your pants? Are you scared right now? Did I physically “Help you ‘adjust your scarf’”, unasked, uninvited, unwanted.
Is a larger, stronger, fucking ape with more (completely unwarranted) social backing looming above you right now?
And guess what, you dumb motherfucker? I’m male. I have a penis. I’m cis. But:
I have actual friends who are women, and they trust me enough to tell me the fucked up shit that happens ON THE FUCKING DAILY in their lives.
jerk yourself off to death, you fucking MRA scumbag
You made extreme and broad sweeping generalizations about life in general based on worst case scenarios, as if all women, or even an average of women, experience the worst things your anxiety can imagine, at all times. It’s hard to even take you seriously, though I try anyways. That is a kindness I extend to you. Your thoughts however appear hyperbolic at best and paranoid at worse.
Whatever you’re going through is no doubt tragic and I wish you the best moving forward.