Am I paranoid, hyper-sensitive or just untrusting?
The other day I was struggling with my shopping. Dragging a wheeled container down some stairs, when a charming young lady offered to help me. My first re-action was an urban mugging. I immediately thought of losing my shopping. I smiled nervously, refused help with as much civility as I could manage and muttered "Thank you" more relieved than grateful.
After a while, the thought came to me that I must look more decrepit than I feel, I needed a new coat, I must stop struggling with shopping, I should not refuse help, do I look confused, bewildered, down at heel, do I need new shoes?
I said all this to my daughter who then told me that there are nice people in the world and I am really ok..... Walter
1 comment:
Your post made me think about how I sometimes struggle to understand how old I am in relation to other people.
So sometimes I find myself looking at people half my age and thinking I am younger than them!
There's sometimes a mismatch between how people behave towards me and how old I feel.
I think it's part of living in a big city that I'm both naturally cautious about how people behave towards me in the street but I'm also optimistic!
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