Being seen

I have this anxiety about anyone seeing me write.  I’m not even concerned they’ll see what I’m writing, just that they will see me in the act.  I have no idea where this comes from.  It doesn’t matter if I know the person or if it’s a total stranger.  I often write in my car during my lunch break.  If I spot anyone in the parking lot that I think may walk past my car, I scrambe to stash everything and act like I’m looking at my phone.  Maybe it stems from some childhood bullying incident.  There were so many, I can’t remember what they all entailed. I’m sure their lingering psychological effects are abundant.  Or maybe it’s because I don’t want to answer questions about what I’m doing?  My response would be “none of your business”, but still. Though I seriously doubt anyone I know would ever ask.  I think there’s an unspoken rule not to ask the weird one too many questions :p

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