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The original was posted on /r/twoxchromosomes by /u/mexicoisforlovers on 2023-08-06 22:25:18.
The show was amazing. The people in the stadium were amazing. The friends I made there were amazing. The whole thing was honestly a top 3 life experience for me.
I went to the show alone cause buying one ticket was so expensive and buying two for my husband or a friend to go with me was just too much. I don’t know if I’ll be able to properly articulate the experience. Everyone was just so happy to be there and everyone was dressed to the nines. Standing in line for merch or food, everyone is complimenting one another, trading bracelets, sharing what their favorite album was, etc. Then the show itself was obviously out of this world. Everyone knew all the lyrics and danced like no one was watching. I cried during the show several times cause it was amazing, but also cause I wished there were more spaces in society like this. I felt so safe and loved and seen and like I had millions of friends even though I went alone.
Immediately after leaving the SoFi stadium and walking just a few blocks to my pickup spot, there were “packs” of men, knowing women are leaving the show at this time and are vulnerable. The traffic was insane and I was in a giant group of women, but we all had to stand and wait for the crosswalk for 4 minutes or so. One of the men identified me as a target and came over and groped me (I had an open back top on and he ran his hand down my back on my bare skin all the way to my ass). The fellow Swifties (bless them) starting screaming at him to leave me alone. He walked away and came back a min or two later. He stood right next to me not doing anything, but being menacing. I tried to move away and the Swifties tried to get him to leave, and he said if they kept it up he would “knife” me. He pressed his body against me and we just stood there and it was probably only one minute but I felt like it was an eternity.
The light changed, I ran across the street, and three fellow Swifties said they would walk with me wherever I needed to go so I got home safe. We walked anther block or two and some 40 something year old guys had brought lawn chairs and plastic construction hats (acting like they were construction workers) and sat on the side of the street commenting on all the women’s bodies as they passed and shouting lewd comments. We saw several groups of men acting like it was open season that night.
I went from absolute euphoria to terror. I am so sad I had that experience right after the best and safest experience of my life.