I picked other. I do not feel safe. Period. Not with myself, not with others, not with T, not with an armored security truck and german shepherds and. . .well, you get the picture.
I know who I am, I don't like that person, I'm trying to turn that person into someone I can like and who does things that I admire. I can't relax my guard for a moment, or I'll slide further back into that person, and further away from the person I wish to be "when I grow up."
Physically I only feel safe with my children, although I manage to tame that fear most of the time in public. Mentally unsafe all the time.
Good question SD!