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When I am seen, I flinch within. My self makes a choice between fight or flight and I'm no fighter and flight is a risk that I'm not in a fit state for taking so I freeze in place, hoping the sight of me won't cause offence or, worse still, curiosity and, worse case, sympathy. Just pass by me. Nothing to see here.
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Mar 9, 2022
Mar 9, 2022 at 5:26 AM UTC
Nothing to see
When I am seen, I flinch within. My self makes a choice between fight or flight and I'm no fighter and flight is a risk that I'm not in a fit state for taking so I freeze in place, hoping the sight of me won't cause offence or, worse still, curiosity and, worse case, sympathy. Just pass by me. Nothing to see here.
Sometimes fighting or fleeing are too hard.
stevejeff
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Mar 9, 2022
Mar 9, 2022 at 5:26 AM UTC
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