Oh god yes, BargingOnBy, do seek therapy won’t you? It’s definitely your fault for not being more mentally robust than the, quite logical, fear of violence from unknown men, that’s the problem. FFS.
I have always walked my dogs, for miles, along the quiet and remote north Kent Coast and the adjoining farmland. More than once I’ve seen a lone man in the distance and my hackles have gone up, and I’ve tried to get back to my car as soon as humanly possible. Once a man literally ‘followed’ me whilst I was on a farm track and he was on the parallel sea wall - which are about 100 hundred metres apart maybe. We were the only two humans visible for miles. I just got a weird feeling about him. Instead of watching the cost line for birds as is usual for lone people there he was facing me and if I went left for a while, so did he. I stopped and went right, he stopped and went right. I was shit scared, no phone signal, alone. I basically left the farm track and entered the field and tried to run though it as fast as possible back to the car park, I couldn’t see what he was doing at the time but hoped he was following the sea wall which would give me a bit more time than him.
I haven’t walked that route alone since.
An acquaintance of mine, Claire Knights, was murdered in the same area a short while ago by a lone, unknown, man whilst she was walking her dog. I wonder if you’ve even heard of her? No, I won’t be seeking therapy for any fear I have, you absolute flan.