Neecee -
This is not at all on par with that very frightening incident you had yesterday, but there is a similarity, so I'll share.
A few years ago I was walking down the sidewalk after a heavy rainstorm and a car deliberately drove into a puddle and sent a tidal wave of cold, filthy water all over me. I was dripping from head to toe, but before I could react, I was surrounded by concerned people, asking me if I was okay, shaking their fists at the driver - even one scary young thug-type helpfully offering to go beat the driver up for me!
I was cold, dirty, and damp, but in a really funny way, it made my day. I was so surprised by the support and kindness of the crowd, you know?
As for city living, it's a tough call. Small towns can have their own problems, too, but I was also raised in one and often feel that I'd like to go back.
We are having all sorts of gang violence in my city right now.
It's really scary and it seems like it's starting in high schools and even younger.
I'm expecting a son. I find the thought of exposing him to that absolutely terrifying. Particularly because, if he's his mother's son, he'll be out there speaking up when he sees something he doesn't agree with. I don't know how I'd live with myself if he was the victim of violence because I taught him to stand up for himself and others.
But on the other hand, how can you not teach your kid to help create the world we want to live in?
I think your situation yesterday was scary because the aggressor obviously wasn't well. He wasn't rational. And that did make him very very dangerous. But how could you have known that? You reacted to what you assumed was someone just being rude.
While you may have avoided the situation by meekly accepting the shoving and just getting out of his way, that wasn't your instinct. I think Shri nailed it when she called it the Mama Tiger. We women have a capacity to do some serious damage if we feel that ourselves or our babes are threatened. Maybe part of the shakiness you felt after was realizing that power? It's somewhat reassuring to know it's there, but it's sort of like being handed a loaded gun - it's a powerful weapon that can do a lot of damage. It's not a comfortable part of being a parent.