In the worst case scenario of such an encounter, and I mean worst case scenario: As a woman I would rather be mauled to death and eaten by a bear than be raped, killed, raped again, shared with his mates and ultimately possibly eaten by a man.

Cool, but worst case with the man is far far less likely than worst case with a bear.

But it’s hard to know which bear will run away when you scream at it, and it’s hard to know when a guy means well or not. I understand your point. But at the same time, from my own personal experience, I’ve had quite a few really scary and bad moments starting from age 10. And when your trust is broken, you can’t help but be hyper vigilant. I love good men, and I am so happy I have good men in my life now. But I won’t let my guard down anymore for other men because the risk is too high. It’s hard to explain this to someone who hasn’t had a creepy person trying to follow you home and been cat called when you’re a preteen kid by middleaged men or been tripped up on purpose by a 60 year old man for him to pretend to “catch” you while squeezing your 15 year old boobs. I can’t trust any more. I’m sorry. They let me down, and I need to protect myself. 😞

I mean, that’s totally understandable. I completely get that. But there’s a much higher chance of a bear mauling you than a guy doing anything bad, surely you understand that, right?