Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Now, we all know that this is true. More true than saying that women are women’s worst enemy. And when a woman gets scorned for her fellow kind, there’s no saving the perpetrator. The world makes you think that women hate their own kind, but that’s far from true. Sure, we might have some differences at times, but then, who doesn’t.
When it comes to protecting our own kind, we forget whatever indifferences we might have and jump right into saving our fellow females; no questions asked.
A post on Tumblr has been proving this fact oh-so-well. A Tumblr account which goes by the name ofNatnovashared an account of an incident that happened with her:
I was 14 and i was walking through a mall by myself at 12 am after my shift at Coldstone creamery lol and a bunch of men started whistling and meowing and getting really close to me and they kept asking me questions and i kept not answering until i didn’t know what else to do so i said “i’m only 14” and almost in unison they said “we don’t care” i was so fucking scared i didn’t know what to do and they kept talking about how i looked and how my body looked and what they would do i was on the verge of tears i was all alone in a huge mall i knew i couldn’t outrun them all i felt totally hopeless until a maintenance worker came up to all of us with a huge industrial broom in her hand, i thought she was going to yell at all of us for being in the mall after hours bc she probably thought we were all friends but instead she cursed all of them out in spanish, threatened to press a panic button on her belt and then proceeded to walk me to the basement garage and waited with me until my mom got there to pick me up she had a death grip on her cart the whole time and a face of steel she looked so strong and i just kept saying thank you and she kept saying not to thank her because she had to stop them.
That was the moment i realized women were the most important beings on this planet and we have to protect each other because nobody else is going to, she didn’t even know me, we couldn’t even communicate that well because of the language barrier, she could have lost her job for waiting with me in the parking lot but she looked out for me when she didn’t have to, she had nothing to gain from it, i’m 21 now and i tell everyone this story even though it happened 7 years ago, what she did that night helped me form and shape lot of my beliefs early on.
After this moving post, many other ladies came forward to share their stories of how they were saved by other women in the midst of deep distress.
This post was shared by a user who goes by the name of actual ginny weasley:
I was at a grocery store really late one night and some old guy kind of eyed me as i walked out of the store next to this other lady. She and I made eye contact and i knew she was scared too. we loaded up our groceries into our cars as fast as possible and I had way more bags than her so she got done faster than me. I panicked because i was sure she was going to leave so i just hurried faster, shaking a little, and then i noticed she sat in her car, watching me and making sure nobody came near. She waited not until all my groceries were loaded, or until my cart was put away, or until I got into my car. No, she didn’t drive away until I drove away.
“And that was the moment that I realized how much women need other women. That we can’t win this war without each other and we have to be looking out for each other, every second.
With the threat of being raped, molested, murdered and violated dangling over every woman’s heads imminently, having a person to bank on in the moment of disaster is really touching, and empowering to say the least. And at times like these that person seems like a guardian angel.”
And many other women came forward with their experiences.
This post was shared by buckzy.
My last year in new york city, i got off the subway around 9 or 10p.m. i only lived about 5 blocks from the f train, but i hadn’t gotten more than two before a woman’s hand suddenly touched my arm. “That guy behind us is following you,” she said. “He was watching you leave the train car and followed you up.”
I hadn’t noticed him, or at least not noticed him following me. when we stopped outside a grocery store, he stopped half a block back and loitered. the woman linked her arm with mine and walked me several blocks out of her way to my front door and made sure i got inside safely.
Another time, nocigar and i were walking home and at a stoplight a stranger grabbed my arm when i wouldn’t respond to him and tried to physically drag me over to him. she–who is, by the way, not a very physically imposing girl–ripped his hand off my arm and snarled, “don’t fucking touch her.”
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I was at a club once and my friend left with her boyfriend so I finished my drink and was heading out to the parking lot when three girls came up to me and basically surrounded me.
stele3 shared this post:
Once I was at an arcade with my friend and I saw some guy grab her butt and she shoved him off and then her grabbed her wrist and started to pull her away, but I ran at them and yanked her away from him and practically growled “get the fuck away from her” and he started me down for a solid six seconds as he debated on what to do before rolling his eyes and walking off.
Another time I was walking alone in the dark and a girl came up to me out of nowhere and asked if she could walk with me because there was someone following her and I agreed. He caught up to us and I noticed him so I asked where she lived and walked her home. That creep was hiding behind a bush watching her door and so I told him to get lost or I’d call 911. He ignored me and so I started to call 911 and he grabbed my phone and tried to take it away so I kneed him in the balls, smacked him over the head with a stick, and finished calling the police.