Hello there,
I had a little mishap this weekend, and I would like to talk about it on the forum: I need to "get it out", and if it was possible to collect the testimonies of others, about how they manage it, it should probably help me out, and others.
It was Saturday evening. I went to the anniversary of my girlfriend. It was held in the campus of his school, located near Paris. A friend accompanied me, and after an hour of transport, we finally arrived at destination. It only remained to go to school on feet. It's on the path that led to her school that two guys have crossed the road. One was a little back, silent, the other has started to knock of questions: "do you have a smoke? "where are you going? "do you have some credits on your phone ?" and finally "let me see your phone". My answer was "no" to this last question, he began to insult me then.
At this moment, I remember that I was completely disconnected from reality. I was to attend an illusion, and I'm gonna wake up. When, after a few seconds, I resumed my mind, unfortunately I was still on the road, facing the two guys, while my friend tried to play negotiator. Not a chance, of course: after having searched all my pockets, they get some cigarettes, my bank card and my phone. They even made me remove the SIM card from my phone. How great is that ! Should I thanks them ?
The evening was spoiled, like all the rest of the weekend, and even at this hour I still playing in my head a loop of the scene ... I don't know why, however. The feeling of being weak, helpless and stupid has completely taken over on the simple fact that we could not do otherwise. Run? We barely knew where we had to lead, while the two dudes probably know the streets like their own pocket. Fight? My friend and I are not exactly the violent kind, maybe that other people were waiting a little away, ready to pounce on us if a problem occurs. My friend seems to be less affected by this incident than I, since he has not been searched and nothing was stolen from him. I no longer had the strength to beg. I still remember being meekly obey their orders, including when they asked me to remove my SIM card faster.
I feel terribly guilty for what happened. I feel weak, I am angry against myself. I feel like I'm the last crap of the Earth, as a guy who intends to unveil the secrets of the universe and the matrix even though he's not able to face an assault of two poor assholes who, in the end, stole a 3 years old phone that they probably gonna sell for 10€ to an idiot. I feel ugly, dirty and helpless. I can not accept what happened, I imagine a thousand scenarios to find a way not to get attacked by these two assholes, even if there is nothing more to do about this: IT happened. c'est la vie, it happened.
I do not know what to do to digest this story. It seems that there is no experience that can be described as negative, provided that this experience has given us a learning. At this moment, I still feel that I've learned nothing, except perhaps a simple concept of common sense, that we should avoid walking on feet in an area known to be dangerous , but still.
Thank you for taking the time to read, I apologize for my english.
I had a little mishap this weekend, and I would like to talk about it on the forum: I need to "get it out", and if it was possible to collect the testimonies of others, about how they manage it, it should probably help me out, and others.
It was Saturday evening. I went to the anniversary of my girlfriend. It was held in the campus of his school, located near Paris. A friend accompanied me, and after an hour of transport, we finally arrived at destination. It only remained to go to school on feet. It's on the path that led to her school that two guys have crossed the road. One was a little back, silent, the other has started to knock of questions: "do you have a smoke? "where are you going? "do you have some credits on your phone ?" and finally "let me see your phone". My answer was "no" to this last question, he began to insult me then.
At this moment, I remember that I was completely disconnected from reality. I was to attend an illusion, and I'm gonna wake up. When, after a few seconds, I resumed my mind, unfortunately I was still on the road, facing the two guys, while my friend tried to play negotiator. Not a chance, of course: after having searched all my pockets, they get some cigarettes, my bank card and my phone. They even made me remove the SIM card from my phone. How great is that ! Should I thanks them ?
The evening was spoiled, like all the rest of the weekend, and even at this hour I still playing in my head a loop of the scene ... I don't know why, however. The feeling of being weak, helpless and stupid has completely taken over on the simple fact that we could not do otherwise. Run? We barely knew where we had to lead, while the two dudes probably know the streets like their own pocket. Fight? My friend and I are not exactly the violent kind, maybe that other people were waiting a little away, ready to pounce on us if a problem occurs. My friend seems to be less affected by this incident than I, since he has not been searched and nothing was stolen from him. I no longer had the strength to beg. I still remember being meekly obey their orders, including when they asked me to remove my SIM card faster.
I feel terribly guilty for what happened. I feel weak, I am angry against myself. I feel like I'm the last crap of the Earth, as a guy who intends to unveil the secrets of the universe and the matrix even though he's not able to face an assault of two poor assholes who, in the end, stole a 3 years old phone that they probably gonna sell for 10€ to an idiot. I feel ugly, dirty and helpless. I can not accept what happened, I imagine a thousand scenarios to find a way not to get attacked by these two assholes, even if there is nothing more to do about this: IT happened. c'est la vie, it happened.
I do not know what to do to digest this story. It seems that there is no experience that can be described as negative, provided that this experience has given us a learning. At this moment, I still feel that I've learned nothing, except perhaps a simple concept of common sense, that we should avoid walking on feet in an area known to be dangerous , but still.
Thank you for taking the time to read, I apologize for my english.

