Of listening to the voice inside our head that tells us if a guy is being too friendly or if someone is following a little too close when we’re walking back to the car alone. That skill is invaluable, necessary to our survival, especially in a world that thinks every person with breasts and a vagina is a victim in waiting. Ready to be abused and mistreated whenever the whim strikes someone stronger, faster, more depraved than we could ever be.
