Introduction: This is an account of what happened when four of us (all women), decided to go to Goa on a weekend. Our return journey made me realize how much I constantly second-guess myself for my own safety because I am a woman, and how much I have internalized this process.
“Why do you need feminism? Why that word?” “You have all your rights. Why do YOU need to be a feminist?” “Women like us don't need to call ourselves feminists.” “You pseudo-feminist. You don’t have to face half the trouble some other women have to, and you call yourself a feminist?”