I often feel unsafe in the middle of the night, while walking around my apartment – or at any other place for that matter.
Sometimes when people (strangers) nearby talk and start laughing, I jump to the conclusion that it has something to do with me or my appearance.
I can’t stand people walking behind me; to be exact, it’s one person or two people. I usually slow down and sort of let them pass me by. It is incomparably “worse” at night: my mind instantly jumps to the idea that I might be in danger. However, it only happens if a man is walking behind me, even if a hundred meters away.
