… there’s no need to prepare your keys to gouge my eyes out.
When I see women do this around me, I feel a little glad for them that they don’t need to do this and a little sad they don’t (and really can’t) know that they don’t need to do this.
I understand feeling hurt that someone might be afraid of me, but that gets erased when I exercise a little empathy for that person who is afraid.
Yup! And you can get where you’ll step right over the garbage that needs taking out as you go outside and not even notice.