I guess as a teen I did put myself in some pretty dangerous situations. But then I was off my head half the time.
The way I met my husband was completely risky, and deep down I was hoping that was going to turn nasty. At the time I didn't care if he mutiliated me, buried me in the woods etc etc...
But now I have a sensible head on. I do dress how I like when I'm out, but then I surround myself with people I know, and rarely venture off into dangerous places. I wouldn't say I've put myself into 'that' position since I met my husband - quite lucky he's the kind of man he is really otherwise I might not be posting here now.
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