Today started okay, but then I was informed that someone I do not want to see is still asking folks in my street network if they've seen me.
At this news (which I'm thankful to my network for providing!), I got caught in an anger bubble, because the news means I still need to watch how I move in my neighbourhood for a while. I then poured my frustration into doom-scrolling around the state of the world.
Bad self-care? Definitely.
But now we're going to reset and start anew.
WRITING TIME. 🎉
No legal remedy at this juncture.
And to be fair - even in Canada, there wouldn't be much I could do right now.
It was worse when I worked retail; you have little control, sometimes, over being stuck alone in the store with a client who's not really there for the product, but knows how to toe the line *just* so.
It's just a nuisance part of life as a feminized person others deem "available" because they're alone.
But writing now! No more grumping about things I can't change. 👍
@MLClark sending you peaceful vibes 💜 proud of you for steering your efforts into something productive (and hopefully cathartic).
@MLClark Does Colombia have any anti-stalking laws that might be helpful?