/pol/ - International /Pol/itics & /Bant/er

whelp
That was a fucking rape attempt.
The guy showed up a 2nd time, that turkish doctor guy who said in his country theyd cut my head off.
I was rlly curious abt why hed show up a 2nd time to my work and be waving around a photo of me claiming to be a family member and went to talk to him.
He proceeded to shower me in tons of gifts. Beautiful handmade dresses in my size and leighs made of real flowers he apparently kept on ice from hawaii.
Gifts upon gifts upon gifts. Magnets, dresses, leighs, fancy imported foods, and coffee. Alcohol that was made in fucking WW2.
He put down a bunch of blankets to sit on and light like scented candles and shit in the middle of the fucking airport, we talked abt philosophy for a while and he just keeps fucking piling on shit.
I dont know why this single man had MULTIPLE FUCKING HANDMADE DRESSES IN MY FUCKING SIZE FROM ACROSS THE FUCKING WORLD
And ofc thats when he demands that I go to the bathroom with him. I started getting rlly nervous and he started saying that if I didnt go with him that he'd kill me, and started feeling me up under my shirt and stuff and tried to force his head under my shirt.
I lucked the fuck out because the airport starts opening up at 3am, and there was two TSA agents walking nearby and I was able to be like
>Hey can I walk with you
and then asked them to walk me to my bike, and I made it home safe.
I ended up dumping all the stuff he gave me on the side of the road. I dont want any fucking reminders of what happened yesterday.
I thought I looked too mannish for someone to want to do that to me. Im really fucking mad at all the people who kept hammering it in me that Im an xy he/him male who doesnt have to fucking worry abt this shit.
I thought I was a fucking flawless manmoder who was so putrid that nobody wold ever want to touch her(him)
I fucking hate myself Im a fucking gullible stupid idiot moron who should be shot.
Fuck my stupid fucking tranny life.