I’m 6’2” 215lbs, have lifted for decades, and look like a cop.
Good going! My own brothers are the same, and neither one recognizes what I went through living in a city. They thought it was all my fault. I am very careful, but I am a small woman. It’s stay inside always except with a large escort, or go out and have a normal civic life, and take your chances.
I’m glad, too, that I survived. I’ve traveled all over the U.S. and quite a few foreign countries, so a certain amount of difficulty is somewhat proportional. But Philly—wow. I still scare people who startle me—I jump so much if someone comes unexpectedly around the corner of a store aisle or the like.