Today at the gas station, a "bum" approached my elementary school aged son and I.
He was obviously responding to internal stimuli. Talking to himself, etc.
He very brazenly approached me up close and personal to ask for something....likely money.
I saw him coming and tried to roll windows up and lock car doors. He continued approaching.
I said, "Excuse me. No!." And he retreated.
Afterward, I kept scanning for him in the parking lot.
Then I felt bad. He was obviously ill.
I took the time to try to teach my young child about mental illness and safety. I felt bad for the man-after the fact. But safety was my priority concern at the time.
Such a sad situation, for the suffering man. 😓
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Today at the gas station, a "bum" approached my elementary school aged son and I.
He was obviously responding to internal stimuli. Talking to himself, etc.
He very brazenly approached me up close and personal to ask for something....likely money.
I saw him coming and tried to roll windows up and lock car doors. He continued approaching.
I said, "Excuse me. No!." And he retreated.
Afterward, I kept scanning for him in the parking lot.
Then I felt bad. He was obviously ill.
I took the time to try to teach my young child about mental illness and safety. I felt bad for the man-after the fact. But safety was my priority concern at the time.
Such a sad situation, for the suffering man. 😓