"We could close our eyes, it's still there..."

I don't feel safe walking home in the dark. I know it's stupid but...I can't help it. I'm okay most of the time but then I have "episodes" where I'll just be majorly paranoid. I'll hear a footstep behind me and get all panicky. I know what it stems from- when I was 15 (or thereabouts) I was stalked for approx 3 months. That was 4 years ago though...........cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese dragging the effects out or what???

I was actually okay tonight though (sorry, random I know, but this has just been on my mind quite a lot recently). There weren't many people around.

It doesn't help that pretty much every other article in the local papers are about people being attacked or mugged or girls being raped etc. Crapville isn't a particularly safe place. And I guess I'm a pretty easy target.
Girl walking alone in the dark. Asking for trouble, perhaps??

I guess the whole world isn't as safe as it once was though, and there's no point dwelling on what could happen. I don't normally care anyway, if something's going to happen, it will happen...there's nothing I can do to stop it (Stef hates it when I say that!).

Okay, vent over. Now I can go back to not caring!