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My mother is afraid I will be attacked, because there has been an increase of molestations on single women out late on bike or foot. I shouldn't have to constantly look for the nearest blue light while biking through campus at 11pm. That sholdn't happen. To anyone. I shouldn't have to feel that I even need to watch a little
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I am still afraid to walk home in the dark. I live in a town of maybe 1200 people where almost everybody knows almost everybody else.
And I’m still afraid of most men.
But I have a recitation to help me now when I’m under great stress:
Я не должен бояться;
Страх - убийца ума;
Страх - маленькая смерть, которая приносит полное стирание.
Я встречаюсь лицом к лицу с моим страхом.
Я разрешу его под мной и по мне проходить.
И когда он пройдет, я смотрю его с моим глазом ума.
Куда страх пройдет, ничего не будет.
Останусь только я.
I must not fear;
Fear is the mind-killer;
Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past, I will turn my mind’s eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone, there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.
It at least distracts my mind properly.
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