I forgot one of my bags in my French class and so I went back to get it…And I didn’t go in and get it because there were people in the room. I was so stressed by imagining going into the clasroom that I turned and walked back down the flight of stairs that I had just climbed up. I think I am an example of two steps forwards, twelve steps back…
thinking about this
I have never had a problem worrying about what strangers think, chances are you’ll never see them again. For me, it’s more about people I see all the time like friends, family, neighbors.