Modesty is probably something I’ve incorporated to my daily wardrobe. I’m not the type who would really show skin or wear what’s fashionable (when I reached peak adulthood- I’ve pretty much kept it simple and basic with a little bit of color or something). My mom used to tell me to dress decently so I won’t attract unwanted attention. I mean, it’s been that way but the ill-minded still exist.
There are cat-callers, there are people who try to cop a feel in packed transportation systems, there are people who try to take photos of you without your permission, there are people who simply want to get in your private space.
I’ve had several encounters and honestly, these assholes don’t really care how you look or how you dress or how seemingly plain you look. They just do it. There aren’t really set factors on the victims’ part (we can’t just say she’s ~pretty~ that’s why she gets it every time) but there are definitely plenty on the predator (mental problem, weird fetish, weird urge, the list could go on). All the while I thought that modesty would protect me from such incidents. No. Never. Again, there are no set factors, the predators just do it.
From my point of view, it’s not bad to be modest and it’s not bad to be a little out there. There are always some people out to blame the victim when in fact, it’s really the predators who started it.
Whatever happened to self-control, discipline, to having moral values? It’s one of the most overlooked challenges society has today and definitely some of the things we need to focus first to remedy this shitty situation. People have gone as far as shaming other people for speaking their minds. People started spreading fake news. It’s hard to trust the world if the world- humans, nature, resources- is being harrassed by the people who live in it.
I still walk in my modest clothes, armed with my sharp tongue and cunning alertness whenever I walk the streets. It feels a little safe but not ~too~ safe. I’m ready to attack though.