u/OkKnowledge1489

So guys, I already posted this in a few subs when it first happened, but later deleted it. A few days ago, when I went to a vegetable shop, a guy seemed to take a picture of me while pretending to take a selfie. I froze and didn’t react because, first, I wasn’t 100% sure in that moment if he actually took a photo of meA Guy Secretly Took a Picture of Me and I Can’t Stop Thinking About It but thinking back now, I’m pretty sure he did, and the “selfie” felt like a cover.

I’ve never really been in a situation like this before. I’m kind of growing into womanhood now, so dealing with this type of harassment is new to me. What’s really bothering me is the thought that he could edit the picture into something obscene, even though the actual photo itself wasn’t sexual in any way.

I haven’t been able to get this out of my head no matter how hard I try. Has anyone dealt with something similar or have any advice on how to cope with this?

Hey everyone. So I’m kinda free right now after exams and I am done with my first year but apparently I’m still not allowed to go anywhere alone. And I’m not even asking for much, the places I wanna go are literally 5–15 mins away from my home and completely walkable.

There’s a park 5 mins from my house, and I still need my brother to accompany me 💀 except he never wants to. So I end up begging someone just to go to a park like I’m incapable of functioning on my own.

And somehow every creepy thing happens around me, which just proves my parent's point even more. Yesterday some random tharkuri took a picture of me and it’s still bothering me because God knows what he’s gonna do with it.

Worse part, I gathered my courage to rant it to my mom but she cut me off due to her own reasons and I ended up keeping it to myself. My parent's ain't emotionally available and thus staying at home bothers me more.

Now all I do is read books, watch series, and rot at home. Even my terrace feels boring because every evening my neighbour akka brings her baby there, and I usually dance around so the baby eats 😭 which is cute sometimes and I do enjoy helping her, but not when I’m already irritated and just want space.

Like damn, I can’t even walk freely on my own terrace or go out alone. Wtf am I even supposed to do? 🙂

Today I went to a vegetable shop and I feel like a guy there took a picture of me. I’m almost completely sure he did. He looked like a local thug. When I noticed him, he acted like he was taking a picture of himself instead, but I really don’t think that was the case.

I didn’t say anything at the time because I was hesitant and unsure and was also afraid of the way he looked clearly indicating some local thug. I also didn’t want to create a scene, so I tried convincing myself that maybe it was just a CCTV camera or that I misunderstood the situation. But now I can’t stop thinking about it. I keep worrying about “what if” scenarios, especially with all the AI editing stuff people talk about online, and I hate myself for not reacting in the moment.

I genuinely can’t breathe properly without replaying it in my head. I just need someone to reassure me that I’ll be okay. And before anyone assumes otherwise, I wasn’t wearing anything provocative at all. It was literally just a simple chudithar.

I am already a fairly depressed person with su*cidal thoughts and this is another reason to make it worse

Today I went to a vegetable shop and I feel like a guy there took a picture of me. I’m almost completely sure he did. He looked like one of those local North Chennai guys you’d see cast in movies like Vada Chennai. When I noticed him, he acted like he was taking a picture of himself instead, but I really don’t think that was the case.

I didn’t say anything at the time because I was hesitant and unsure and was also afraid of the way he looked clearly indicating some local thug. I also didn’t want to create a scene, so I tried convincing myself that maybe it was just a CCTV camera or that I misunderstood the situation. But now I can’t stop thinking about it. I keep worrying about “what if” scenarios, especially with all the AI editing stuff people talk about online, and I hate myself for not reacting in the moment.

I genuinely can’t breathe properly without replaying it in my head. I just need someone to reassure me that I’ll be okay. And before anyone assumes otherwise, I wasn’t wearing anything provocative at all. It was literally just a simple chudithar.

I am already a fairly depressed person with su*cidal thoughts and this is another reason to make it worse.

Today I went to a vegetable shop and I feel like a guy there took a picture of me. I’m almost completely sure he did. He looked like one of those local North Chennai guys you’d see cast in movies like Vada Chennai. When I noticed him, he acted like he was taking a picture of himself instead, but I really don’t think that was the case.

I didn’t say anything at the time because I was hesitant and unsure and was also afraid of the way he looked clearly indicating some local thug. I also didn’t want to create a scene, so I tried convincing myself that maybe it was just a CCTV camera or that I misunderstood the situation. But now I can’t stop thinking about it. I keep worrying about “what if” scenarios, especially with all the AI editing stuff people talk about online, and I hate myself for not reacting in the moment.

I genuinely can’t breathe properly without replaying it in my head. I just need someone to reassure me that I’ll be okay. And before anyone assumes otherwise, I wasn’t wearing anything provocative at all. It was literally just a simple chudithar.

I am already a fairly depressed person with su*cidal thoughts and this is another reason to make it worse.

There’s this subreddit meant only for Indian men and honestly, the posts there genuinely scare me. The mindset in some of them is so disturbing that I can’t even get through half of what’s written. I’ve blocked it completely so it never shows up on my feed again. I absolutely don’t want to be exposed to that kind of content or feel that way again.

I just hope I never come across people, online or in real life, who think like that. It’s honestly unsettling. May I never attract that sort of men in my life!

PS : This ain't a bashing post about Indian men. More like ranting about how some are super brain-rotted.