Why can’t men learn....

I was at the grocery store tonight with my two children. I was parked on the row with the play place. I had just thrown some things in my cart and was about to go to the play place to grab my kids so we could finish shopping. A man was standing by the play place, drinking a bottle of juice and staring at all the little girls in sundresses. He had no kids with him. I rushed my kids out of the play place and finished shopping as quickly as I could. We have been in the car fifteen minutes and I still can’t shake the anxiety and anger I have. I feel angry that I had to rush my children. I feel angry that I couldn’t stay and finish shopping like I had planned. I feel angry I had to get my kids away from a man that was potentially perving on little girls. <br><br>I’m angry that so many times I have had to change my plans to avoid men. I’m angry that I have to be constantly alert and aware of my surroundings to avoid men. I’m angry that I have been told that I need to let men into my house to let them do their job. I’m angry that men think I should be grateful that they do their job and don’t sexually assault me or kill me. I’m angry that I have to worry about my children being kidnapped and raped and I have to constantly be on alert. <br><br>It’s fucking exhausting.