Action against sexism by A Student in Paris:
I was 19 or 20. On three occasions men spat on my face after I confronted their aggressive behaviour (towards me or others).
One was a young pickpocket, one a sexual predator and the last one an angry guy believing he was entitled to extra space in a compact crowd. Spitting on my face aimed at punishing me (and intimidating witnesses) because I quietly stood through their menacing speeches and glare.
They failed to silence me. I may have been scared but I hid my fear, because their violence revealed their narcissistic weaknesses. Violence is always an admission of failure.
I’m mentally stronger than violent men. And I’m getting stronger and stronger every day.