Warning: This post deals with murder and violence against women and may be triggering for some readers.
Listen to this story being read by Gemma Bath, here.
Light was dwindling on a May Tuesday, as I quickened my pace en route to my friend's house for dinner.
I'd misjudged the time it would take. How quickly the light was fading. How many backstreets they'd be.
It was only 6:30pm, but it was practically dark as I found myself on the home stretch to her house. In the quiet, suburban streets of St Kilda, Melbourne, I felt a frog of fear sitting at the base of my throat. It was unfamiliar territory to me, and it was a bit eerie. I was too alone.
My headphones paused, but on, and my head bowed, I swiftly power-walked the last 10 minutes to my destination.
That prickliness I felt? It's not unique.
As we commemorate and remember Jill Meagher this week, 10 years after she was stalked, raped and murdered on her way home from a pub in Brunswick, women still don't feel safe.
We polled 800 Australian women in the Mamamia community and asked them if, a decade on, they feel safer walking the streets where they live.
91 per cent said they didn't. Two per cent said they did.
Jill was attacked 400 metres from her home after 1:30am on the morning of September 22, 2012.