Scream. Flail. Go for the eyes, for the balls, for the throat. If you won’t, I will, and one day I will probably get hurt doing it.
creep shaming
Before I moved almost seven years ago, my family in Tennessee cautioned me about the dangers of the big city.
Apparently, the only socially-acceptable response to a stranger touching you is saying “It could have been worse,” and moving on. But I can’t.