Today, I spent the day with my boyfriend’s mom in a nursing home. She and I both sat at a table in the main community room.

I did not speak to anyone but my partner’s mom. But, the man sitting across from me turned to me and said, “You’re very pretty.”

I said thank you.

Later, he pointed to my empty red bull can and said, “That’s for your mouth.”

I zipped up the jacket and put on a mask and a hat. Because we were indoors, I felt very warm. The man stopped speaking to me and wheeled himself away from the table. Then, I unzipped my jacket.

I am so sick of men hitting on me when I go out in public. Sometimes, I feel like I need a hijab.

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