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I am a young woman who is told to walk the long way home in order to avoid dark streets or alleys.

I am a young woman who once mentioned the need for consent to be taught in schools, and was told that consent was a grey area, as if consent isn’t already a very low bar, and maybe it is enthusiasm we should strive for.

I am a young woman who, last year, read articles about our Minister for Justice having the audacity to wear the same outfit twice. I am a young woman who wonders why my generation asks girls why we are single, as if we are only partially complete without the presence of a boyfriend.

I am a young woman who first experienced men shouting at her on the streets at the age of 12, the year I started secondary school.

I am a young woman who is told to be careful walking home, to hold my house keys in my hand while I walk from the bus stop to my house, for fear of being attacked.

Above all, I am a young woman who believes that we are living in dangerous times, one who believes that feminism is our best hope of resistance.