MY APARTMENT IN AN UNSAFE PART OF TOWN

I had no intentions of becoming melancholy about moving, but i am beginning to feel a bit of sadness at the thought of leaving my apartment in an unsafe part of town, to move to THE HOUSE. What makes a place,time, area unsafe? What makes those places unsafe? the people? the environment? the weather? the air? the attitude of those who live there? the attitudes of those who don't live there? When i think about this place i have called home for seven years, i feel very safe, i believe those who live here feel safe, the children act as though they feel safe, the cats and dogs act as though they feel safe (they only bark when there is someone new in the hood, and,( stray dogs and cats) stray to them because they are suppose to be in their yards or on another street,(and maybe in another hood?) on yes they do bark at birds who land in their yards for their food, so i think they and birds feel safe. So What makes this an unsafe part of town? The wimmin have been coming here and the only incidents we have are between us, no robbery,rape riot here since i have been here.So why is this an unsafe part of town? why do i insist on calling the place i have lived for seven years my apartment in an unsafe part of town?what makes me feel safe calling her that? is there safety in monikers? do we imbue words or places with power by calling them what we do? so when i say i am a lesbian do i imbue myself with power? (and me alter said well i could call that ego) when i say i am a proud bull dyke or dagger do i imbue myself with power. a strong womon? Well all the thoughts flood into my head as i think about moving and as i prepare to do so, and we haven't even had the last (LESBIAN HOME DINING) action/event yet. I suppose i need to go on to other thoughts,but i want to cry. LOSS? can i have GAIN without it?