worrywort
Well-known member
Does anyone have any stories of times when they've been humiliated or ridiculed or bullied in public, that they'd like to share? Or does anyone have any insights about this fear? Like, what's the root cause, and how is the best way to deal with these situations?
I was just cycling to work today and up ahead I noticed these 3 teenage lads on bikes. They were stopped and chatting to each other and had positioned their bikes sideways so that they were blocking the entire path. I could tell they had seen me coming cause they kept looking up at me with smirks on their faces. I moved right to the edge of the path and slowed right down hoping they would move out of the way, but they didn't move an inch. They were all just watching me with smirks on their faces. Then I noticed a gap in the on coming traffic, so I moved onto the road, but even then one guy started reversing his bike back into mine, and he said something like "watch it mate, I'm reversing". Then I could hear them laughing as I cycled off.
This probably sounds like a minor thing to most people, but I've been feeling this profoundly violent sense of rage all evening, and I'm wondering why. I really wanted to confront these kids and beat the hell out of them if I'm honest, but I know that's not the right way to respond. So I'm wondering, what is the right way to respond? And why do I feel so livid? Is it because this kind of public humiliation taps into the deepest, most raw, pains inside of me? Or is it a pride thing maybe?
I was just cycling to work today and up ahead I noticed these 3 teenage lads on bikes. They were stopped and chatting to each other and had positioned their bikes sideways so that they were blocking the entire path. I could tell they had seen me coming cause they kept looking up at me with smirks on their faces. I moved right to the edge of the path and slowed right down hoping they would move out of the way, but they didn't move an inch. They were all just watching me with smirks on their faces. Then I noticed a gap in the on coming traffic, so I moved onto the road, but even then one guy started reversing his bike back into mine, and he said something like "watch it mate, I'm reversing". Then I could hear them laughing as I cycled off.
This probably sounds like a minor thing to most people, but I've been feeling this profoundly violent sense of rage all evening, and I'm wondering why. I really wanted to confront these kids and beat the hell out of them if I'm honest, but I know that's not the right way to respond. So I'm wondering, what is the right way to respond? And why do I feel so livid? Is it because this kind of public humiliation taps into the deepest, most raw, pains inside of me? Or is it a pride thing maybe?