Growing up hurts.
It's the time when we discover that there are monsters scarier than those who hid under our bed :
humans.
Now, every time I’m in a public place, I am scared.
Scared that there may be a monster in that crowd, one who
steals,
rapes,
murders.
And for a person like me, who liked to think that the world is a beautiful place where everyone is, in the deepest of their hearts, a good person...
it hurts.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
Growing up hurts.
It's the time when we discover that there are monsters scarier than those who hid under our bed :
humans.
Now, every time I’m in a public place, I am scared.
Scared that there may be a monster in that crowd, one who
steals,
rapes,
murders.
And for a person like me, who liked to think that the world is a beautiful place where everyone is, in the deepest of their hearts, a good person...
it hurts.
I wrote that after I came back home from a bus ride, where a man decided that it was okay to put his hand on my leg. It is not okay.
