

I finally went out today after hiding from songkran for a few days. just a quick trip to the mall. the ride there was calm, but the way back turned into something stressful. the bike taxi driver picked me up, asked where I was from, then used a translator to say he wanted to charge double. I refused. he got pushy, opened his Instagram, and tried to take pictures of me. it felt awful and threatening. I covered my face, told him firmly — either take me home for the original price or drop me back. he chose to drive me home, but did it fast and carelessly. no helmet, reckless turns. I was scared. I messaged my friends my location and made it home safely. immediately reported it to the app. hoping that’s the end of it. still feel shaky inside.