Hi, sorry to hear that men are being nasty to you, Elf.
Glad these guys are here with their support and friendly banter to keep your mind off your tribles - I mean troubles.
The JW's used to have conventions here and spend three days knocking on doors. I was over at my mom's one day in the summer and the front door was open, and my mother was on the love seat (I was on the sofa out of door view). There was the knock - and knock. She sat their reading, ignoring them. I whispered, "they can see you mom." So she hardly turned her head and said, "go away I'm reading a realllly good book." (It was her latest Mauve Bianchy novel). They went away. She told me they were rude to be peeking in the screen door.
When I was younger, I remember hiding behind furniture because we'd see them cross the street from the neighbours toward's our house.
8) My husband on the other hand, would invite them in or stop to talk to them on the street and share his Buddhist beliefs with them in exchange for listening to what they had to say.