disdain

it occurred to me, as I walked alone from my car to my apartment, that I harbor a certain amount of disdain for those "vulnerable" women, and I don't consider myself of their ilk. I consider myself an attractive, substantial woman. I consider myself safe from the advances of delinquent men. I carry myself with confidence, aware of my surroundings. The day I'm assaulted will be a true day of reckoning. I'll have to reconsider my self awareness, reassess my standing in the "vulnerable" department. I don't relish that at all.