Trigger warning: This discusses surviving sexual assault while traveling.
A year ago, I was shattered — a complete ghost of the confident independent woman I had grown to be.
I had just spent an amazing few weeks exploring Morocco, which is one of my favorite countries. I felt welcomed everywhere I went. Yes, there were inappropriate stares, comments, and sometimes very quick touches that I wished hadn't happened, but nothing beyond the usual harassment I receive as a female traveler.