After yet another rape on a train which will be followed by a just punishment for the rapist, because the cameras are useless anyway, I leave here my travel tips for those girls and women traveling alone by subway or train.

1) Do not wear headphones with loud music, if someone approaches from behind you would not hear it.

2) Move to a carriage in which there are other women.

3) If they get off or the train is already semi-deserted, get into the carriage immediately preceding that of the conductor.

4) Do not hesitate to tell the conductor that you are alone and that you put yourself there to feel safer (I did and they were always very kind, they remained standing in the exit compartment).

5) When you get off, queue up to the largest group of passengers.

6) The worst moment is to cross a deserted underpass, there I can only tell you hold the unlocked phone in your hand and walk as fast as you can, better if a friend keeps you company on the phone.

7) Never take the elevator.

8) If you wait for the train, always put yourself under the light.

9) If you feel safe because you know the treats well but you see a woman alone, approach and travel in her compartment: you will not say anything but she will be grateful to you.

10) Keep a heavy stone in your bag, if you hit it you can at least stun it.

11) If something bad happens to you, do yourself justice because there is no adequate justice for those who violate.

I understand when you say you have items ready to use as weapons (sprays, keys) but the attacker also expects violent reactions and knows how to handle them, you don't. Run away if you see groups of kids all together, run hard, shout "A FIRE, FIRE !!!" otherwise no one will ever rush to see what happens.

I add one more thing:

Don't be afraid to look 'heavy' or out of place calling a friend on the phone on the way or having someone pick you up if you notice that doesn't reassure you. These little things often make a difference, even if you don't even get there to make certain speeches.
But unfortunately there are bad men in the world and no one gives them just punishment.


It is not true that I forget people. I just put them in a corner of my life that I will never look at again. I put them in that corner simply because I will take with me only the experience that meeting them left me. I don’t forget people, quite the contrary. I remember them very well, all of them! And it is precisely because I do not forget that some continue with me and others remain in that corner which is the “Past”! Nothing is forgotten and nothing is canceled, but there is a rule that I love to respect first and is to choose who becomes “Past”, who deserves to be “Present” and who will be honored to belong to the “Future”.
I’ve spent my life measuring words, thinking about how to move so as not to hurt others, anyone else, apologizing even when it wasn’t needed. To speak in a low voice, to keep the door open for others, to ask for ‘permission’, to smile at every crossed look, to always say thank you, to apologize for the inconvenience. To knock even where there was no door. To put myself aside, to give up, to set aside my priorities to make room for those of others. To repeat “it doesn’t matter” so as not to give thoughts to those close to me, even when it mattered, and a lot. To start any speech with the premise “Maybe I’m wrong”, to reach out to help someone get up and then end up with their asses on the ground, alone; with no hand outstretched in front. So now I crouch in a corner with my back to the wall and my knees to my chest watching life consume others. And I remain motionless, without apologizing.
We don’t notice when we lose hairpins, or a pen. We don’t care that much when we miss a bus, a train, a plane. We don’t mind when we lose math time for an assembly, or when we lose the desire to study for a question. We don’t give a damn about these things when we experience really important losses on our skin. Because losing a pen is not like losing a person, getting a bad grade because you haven’t studied is not like losing a friendship because you have left it out. Any lost bond upsets your life. Each person who enters us and then leaves leaves a void, which you may not feel, but inside will mess everything up and you will never go back to being the same person as before.
Stop for a moment, close your eyes and think. You are at the theater enjoying yourself, someone enters and starts shooting. They make you line up and, one by one, they shoot you calmly. Your wife is in front of you, she is being called … kneels. You hope it’s a nightmare, you hope they will change their mind, you hope they will save her, but they don’t. The person you have loved for a lifetime, with whom you have built dreams and projects and created a family, disappears in less than 10 seconds. And then it’s your turn. All the sacrifices, the struggles, the years of study to get that job that gives you satisfaction, everything vanishes in the face of death, where you have nothing to do with it. This morning you woke up, you will surely see those corpses on TV, while most of them, the victims, collapsed to the ground, did not even have time to understand what had happened.


If you are a woman you know it very well. How many women are raped every day? Lots of them. How many women are killed? Lots of them. Who does this? The men. How many men attack and offend women on social media? Too many. How much violence exists in groups of men who make fun of women? Too much. So why do men behave so badly and then wish women were willing to go out with them? What sees a woman around are violent, bullying, angry, aggressive, dangerous men. So why should a woman choose to risk her life with one of these dangerous subjects for her?
Love brings a lot of violence and in fact many women are killed by jealous men, angry boyfriends, betrayed husbands. So if a woman thinks of a man she imagines him sweet, caring, affectionate, kind, good. But then maybe he knows someone and what does he perceive from them? Anger, hatred, resentment, revenge, violence. So why on earth would he put his life on the line? Especially if a woman has children she does not want to bring home a probable offender or an alcoholic. So many women now don't want to go out with men anymore because they fear the worst and are afraid.



The image of the woman is 
still used in advertisements 
to attract male attention. 
The image of the woman used to 
awaken the male desire on which
the world of marketing is based. 
we stayed on the same levels.
Even in the movies you often 
see a completely naked woman 
but you never see a completely
naked man.


some years ago I believed that
 female creativity and craftsmanship
 could give me satisfaction and help me
 with my family expenses. but afterwards
 I realized that I and all the other 
women we created all those beautiful 
things we were destined not to sell
 nullaxe and not to have any profit. 
the reason? the other women bought
 branded items, branded bags, branded 
clothes and branded jewels. 
all things produced in factories 
where donbe are exploited themselves.
 but it didn't matter that we said 
that female creativity is important.
 every artisan who had a blog closed 
it after a while. every creative woman
 looked for a job in the factory. 
husbands and boyfriends believed and 
still believe that female craftsmanship 
has no market. and they are right. 
in fact many artisans have stopped 
creating. I'm throwing everything out
 today. because this company does not 
value women's manual skills. 
I'm tired of being considered unproductive.
( things in the basket are my creativity stuff and now I'm
I'm throwing them in the garbage)

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