Astrid

After Sarah Everards tragic murder my local community started to tie ribbons and tributes to her memory on the gates of the local park. I went, tied a ribbon on the gate for her and decided to take a walk in the park. On that walk I was whistled at by two men and I couldn’t turn around or say anything to them it made me feel so ashamed. After I walked away from them I walked down a hill towards a group of 4 men who all stopped chatting with one another to stare at me while I walked towards them. It took everything in my power not to run straight past them. I felt so uncomfortable. I came home and cried. I started that day with thoughts for Sarah and all female victims of sexual violence and hope that her story would be leading to a better society for women. By the end of the day my hope was gone.