The normal groping in the market was something girls we had to get used to, but trying to rape me in a bus. God I was sexually assaulted twice in a roll, first a conductor licked my fingers, when I was handing him money, and second an old driver locked me in his bus and tried to rape me. I didn’t know what anxiety felt like until I came to lagos. Women please have your own money; buy a car, protect yourselves. All men seem innocent until they are in a place they might not be consequences for actions. I feel sick.