Justice looks like everyone (women AND men) coming together to make sure that every woman and girl everywhere does not have to look over her shoulder anymore or look at the male-person she is speaking to with suspicion of his body movements and who glances at her while she is also thinking about how she will be able to protect herself because he cannot keep himself in check when trying to violate her in some way.
I am a woman who will be 56-years old in a few months. Even though 50 years have passed when I was raped by a neighborhood teenage boy when I was only 6-years old, I can still remember every detail of what and how it happened. I remember every detail of what happened when I told my babysitter, the older sister of my neighborhood friend, and I remember how every moment of my life thereafter put me in a glass house because every adult in my life watched after me like hawks protecting their young against predators. While it was comforting to know that I might not be harmed again, it also weighed heavily because I never ever felt another sense of privacy until I grew up and moved to one of the largest cities on the planet so that I no longer had to feel like I was scrutinized. When you are raped, afterwards you never feel like your life is NEVER your own even 50-years later.