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I rarely leave the house because of the “but I just want to be friends” or the “compliment” or the looks, or the honking… it’s disgusting. And it never stops. So I don’t go out, when I do go out I don’t go alone and make the extra effort to look and shit as possible. I wish I could live in a world where I could feel save to wear the clothes I want and to go out when I want… or be invisible, that would be cool.
Even when I’m with my husband and father men approach me like… ew, and when they notice I’m accompanied by men the back pedal so fast.