The humiliating aspect of being a victim

I just went through an attack by two children aged 15 at 9h30 coming home last night. They asked for my cellphone and when I didn't give it to them, the tried to take my bag which of course I didn't give to them, they ripped it from my hands. I went to the police and everything, and what's great is that all my cards were found this morning (my agressors were unsmart 15 yearolds who live in the neighboring neighbourhood and who know nothing about covering up your act) They probably ripped my eardrum slapping me, (I'll find out for sure when I go to the doctor), but I don't care so much about it. What bothers me is something else.

Bottom line:

It's humiliating.

More than any other emotion, that's the one I seem to be feeling the most.
It's ironic, because it is I who wanted and decided to live in the "guetto"--like part of town that is infamous for its problems. It is I who decided that I wasn't going to be afraid to walk at night. It is I who decided not to take the public trasportation even though it would be safer. It is I who wasn't on my gard. I'm so thankfull that it was just 15 yearolds who do it as a hobby, (and not some sort of professionals like some of the stories I read here). It's Ironic because anyone who knows me knows that I am proud of where I live, and that I think people should live here, rather than escaping it and turing it into a real guetto.

So I suppose I feel humiliated for letting myself be easy bate (the part I could help) for not being able to defend myself (the part I couldn't control) and for being so sure and proud that people should live in "inner city" type guettos and not live in fear (how do you classify that?)

The policemen were more or less good at treating me like a courageous person, a partner, a person worthy of respect which made things slightly easier.

Well, I didn't see any recomendations on how to overcome this feeling of humiliation, so if you know what I am talking about, please talk about it

I've never been mugged, but I have been the victim of a crime. It is very humiliating, especially having to retell the crime over and over.

It's not your fault. You were perhaps a bit naive, but it doesn't give them the right to cause you any harm.

I found that reading Isaiah 53 helps me when I am feeling humiliated or just generally persecuted. Knowing that our Lord and Savior went through so much more is very reassuring. You know that when you pray to Him, that He knows everything about it and loves you so much.

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Up untill now (since it happened) I have avoided thinking about it. If I think too much about it, I get dissoriented. If I don't, I move on nicely. Oh, and my eardrum got torn. But my intuition was right: nothing to worry about, the tear goes away in six months.
This experience does make me consider taking self defence classes... but I wonder if it might make matters worse: because then it's the agressor who feels humiliated...

If you learn your self-defense properly, you won't have to worry about getting hurt because of that. You learn how to disable so you can get free and escape.

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May God richly bless all who seek the Lord.

Self Defense classes are always a good idea. It can never hurt to know how to protect yourself. While it wouldn't guarantee someone can't hurt you, it can equip you with the tools to possible prevent being hurt.

And it is humiliating. It's a big way to hurt our egos. And it's easy to feel that somehow we are at fault for getting in a position where another person can take advantage of us. But that's the thing, you didn't ask the kids to mug you and hurt you. You can't ask for a crime be commit against you. Crime doesn't work that way. And while we all would like to think we could avoid bad situations and take care of ourselves there are crummy people in the world that make really bad decisions causing others to hurt.

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I will pray for you.

It really is. I am having mass fear. My auto was vandalized. I feel like they went through all my things.

And it is humiliating. It's a big way to hurt our egos. And it's easy to feel that somehow we are at fault for getting in a position where another person can take advantage of us. But that's the thing, you didn't ask the kids to mug you and hurt you. You can't ask for a crime be commit against you. Crime doesn't work that way. And while we all would like to think we could avoid bad situations and take care of ourselves there are crummy people in the world that make really bad decisions causing others to hurt.
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I got jumped and kicked nearly into a coma by three guys back in 1993.
Yeah, it was humiliating. Made me feel like a weak, pencildi*k, unfit Darwinian failure.
Still view myself as a wuss and less than a man because if it.
But was it a "bad decision" for the guys who did it? I don't think so. They never faced any retribution from me, or the law. They ended up with glorious, chest-thumping memories of a physical combat victory (and physical combat IS the ultimate test of a man's genetic fitness, say what you will!) So is crime a "really bad decision" for a criminal? It ISN'T unless he ends up getting caught, or otherwise suffering because of it.

Unfortunately I can't agree, it is your fault because you admit yourself you live in a ghetto but you took no steps to protect yourself. I admire you had the courage to stand up to your attackers though.
Don't make the same mistake twice. You need to arm yourself, aquaint yourself with your local laws regarding firearm possesion and get a concealed weapon permit, had you killed those two boys it would have sent a powerful message to the criminals on the streets that there are good christians out there that won't be victim.

Self defense classes are a waste of time, in most cases your attackers will be bigger, faster and stronger than you. Unless you are prepared to become a black belt in some martial discipline you are much better off getting a concealed weapon, learning to use it and being ready to fire it at a moments notice should danger present itself.

I was robbed and attacked 3 times while living in the ghetto. I could not go outside any more at night. I continued to live there for 2 or 3 years. I am glad you are proud of where you are and am sorry that happened to you. I understand humility well. Now I live in the poorer section of a little city next to the big city with the ghetto. For me, my safety is very important now and the police are very active here if you have a problem. That's just me.

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