The other day I was at a train station with my girlfriend when a guy came up to us asking for money. When I told him I didn't have any with me he got angry and started following us and slapped my ass a few times. I barely processed it in the moment but then a sense of disgust set in upon reaching our seats. My girlfriend hadn't realized he touched me until we sat down and I told them. It wasn't painful, and I wasn't that scared of the guy, but for some reason I haven't been able to do anything the last couple of days. Internally I keep chastising myself because a part of me feels like it shouldn't matter that much to me, but everyone I've mentioned it to has taken it really seriously. I don't know why it still wears on me, just the fear of men(which i had before but its stronger now) and disgust with myself won't go away. I thought I was ok the day after but since leaving my girlfriend's i've been bedridden.