I want a boyfriend really bad. I’m not really looking for a relationship or love right now, but life turned a scary for me today.
I want a boyfriend. He has to be a big dude. He must be a titan.
Why? Because, even as a woman whose size and height is average in every way for a Singaporean, fear has made me feel smaller than ever. Every self-defence and martial arts class I’ve taken is flooding back to me and my fight-or-flight response has been triggered. I feel like a prey animal, because I am.
I am tired of being so scared. I am exhausted.
I just want a big, hulking boyfriend so men will think twice before messing with me, or even talking to me. Men don’t respect women. They only respect other men, and sometimes that respect comes simply from the knowledge that they couldn’t take the other guy’s stuff without consequence. Of course this wouldn’t stop them all, but the comfort I would feel being physically protected if I were with him would be amazing filling me up.
I am tired, terrified, and I wish I had a boyfriend.