watching the news these days, I am very impressed about all the violence that many women are suffering, I realize that this world began to dislike the most.
I am a pretty independent woman, until recently, I moved to the city with great ease, without fear, I now realize that those times are gone.
Some time ago I took the bus I went down to a stop quite isolated, as can be the Tiber to the 10 th e morning, passing only the machines, at one point I found myself with people behind me, slowly rose in me fear, sought to deepen my senses, I made a huge effort to control myself not to run away, a clear mind, I realized that they were people like me, I really liked what I felt I realized that this bad news I have changed a lot, I do not really like to have become so fearful is very limiting.
now I feel insecure when I travel by car, last summer I accompanied my sister to the train station, around midnight, I got into the car locked up and going home will also forward to the traffic lights I looked around, just a man parked in the distance gives me a nod, and incamina to me, I risked a heart attack because there was no one in my building and I was frozen with fear, fortunately had a friend who greeted me.
Sometimes I remember with nostalgia when I moved serenely throughout Italy by train traveling at night.
