Do Azeri women feel safe and free to live their lives?

This question is only for Azeri women living in Azerbaijan. I do not mean any disrespect and this question comes from a deep love for women and my people. My family fled Azerbaijan in 2003 and moved to Canada as refugees for a better life for me. I am indigenous Azeri and my entire families history traces back to the Caucasus. I want to visit my home, I want to see my remaining family and I want to visit the graves of my grandparents but I am scared. I grew up hearing horror stories from my mother, aunt, grandmother and every Azeri woman I’ve met that has fled about the disgusting things they experienced being a woman in Azerbaijan. It has been over 20 years since we last lived there but during our visit in 2012 I experienced it as well. My uncle had even gotten into a fist fight because a group of men decided to follow and cat call me even though I was visibly a child. My mother was followed and harassed with two young children and we spent the rest of the trip having to be escorted by my uncle who lives there. We had men harass us from passing cars, I watched people beat their children in the streets and so many fights. As a Canadian these kinds of things are insane to see. Maybe things have changed with the increase in tourism but it will never cease to amaze me seeing the amount of Europeans, and British people going there for a cute little vacation? Maybe things are more tolerable for them because they don’t speak the language, but I know now as an adult if I experienced even half of what I did 13 years ago, it would be me getting into fist fights instead. Are women safe to walk around alone, especially when it gets dark? Do you feel safe and happy on your streets, I’m very curious. I am also visibly alternative (pierced and tattooed) so I know to expect trouble but just how much? I have so much love for my land and the culture but I don’t feel comfortable going back home. It’s so unnerving seeing tourists gush about their experiences in a country my family escaped and run by a dictator. They all seem so oblivious to the struggles of the people and have never ventured outside Baku. I do not mean to judge, I am simply curious. My anger towards the government and the treatment of the people and women prevents me from stepping foot in the country. I just want to go put flowers on my nənə’s grave and eat some good nar. Thank you.