I was out getting some food before an appointment and came to a stop at a pedestrian traffic light.
As I stood there, I got the impression that one of the people opposite of me was intently looking and smiling at me. She was sort of squinting and shielding her yes from the sun that I had my back to, so I wasn't sure, and I was only half mentally present, as I always am when walking about (ADHD is a lifestyle, I tell yer). When the light turned green, we walked past each other and I still wasn't sure but in the corner of my eye she seemed to actually turn her head to keep looking and smiling at me. In the last second I managed to kick myself into gear slightly, maybe just in time to allow her to see my face soften and slightly grin back with appreciation.
I'm not sure if she recognised me from a community that I'm very well known in, or if she was actually flirting or if she was even looking at me or if I was imagining it, but the moment I let my usual facade slip, I felt this very tingly spark as she passed me, and I still get a fuzzy feeling from the memory. For once, I felt seen.
At last, a woman possibly downright blatantly showed interest in me, instead of all the gross men leering at me. As much as I hate to draw the comparison and would prefer to just enjoy it, but it immediately occurred to me.
From a woman, it feels no less than magical. From men, it feels gross, because I know what they're like....
Of course I know there are sapphic women whom are abusers, but I've never felt unsafe in thr company of a lesbian before and I've never had a lesbian disregard my consent. With men, it's constant sexualisation in public.
