florencefiftySenior Contributor
Do YOU feel safe? (LONG).
I can tell this thread is going to be at least 400 words... now I'm really back, huh?
Today was an interesting day at work. It was really hectic, and by the end, my head was buzzing. Then I got my last phone call for the day.
It was an elderly gentleman, who was considering buying a car, and wanted to go through the insurance. Because of his age, I had to tread carefully. It took MORE THAN AN HOUR to get it all finished, because he was fairly conversational and the situation was complicated.
I finally went home around sunset. It was really satisfying to pack my bag with no-one in the office.
Unfortunately, my bus was cancelled.
Today, bus drivers around NSW had a 24-hour strike. They were running on a Saturday timetable, and my bus doesn't run on a Saturday... so I had to catch a bus into town and change from there.
I was already a tad nervous. It was about to rain A LOT. I managed to avoid it. I could see the clouds rolling in. It looks like a [...] Death Eater.
I got to the town centre, and THAT'S where things started to get a little hairy.
There were a couple of unsavoury characters at the bus stop. The bus was 20 minutes away. It was raining again.
At this point I really wished I had someone... the girl I loved was 200 metres away. If we were still close, I would have stayed at her café until closing time, and then asked for a lift home.
Unfortunately, though, we're not close because she didn't want our friendship to be mutual... She was a taker. You need a giver..
My bus arrived. Two stops down, a couple got on and they were obviously under the influence of something. They walked on without paying.
The driver, amazingly, confronted them about it. I'm only semi-serious in saying this, but come on! Get your priorities straight.
I want to get home, but I'm stuck on the bus with two people that obviously aren't all there, because the driver is more concerned about the fact that they didn't tap on...
I was feeling very unsafe.
I eventually got home, and I'm feeling a lot better now. I thought about it, though... safety is really closely tied to mental health.
I was upset about not having anyone, because I needed the safety they could help provide.
So when I'm in my room and I'm obviously physically safe, but I'm going crazy over everything that's gone wrong in my life... is that because I'm feeling unsafe deep down?
If so, why?