It's been a week plus since it happened. Narrow escape I would say (in part thanks to the driver's quick but not so quick response). Oh yes it's good news that I wasn't hurt but the experience scared the life off me. I know that by me not getting hurt is more important but then all I wanted was someone to care for me and not tell me that it's normal and everything's gonna be fine. Obviously I know that but I felt extremely fragile despite the defensive angry mode I put out. The image of the car coming towards me stayed in my mind all the time. I get the chill whenever there are cars coming fast on the opposite direction or a car that's way too near me now. At the moment of the accident, I was frightened and I wish that the one that walked away was there. Why so I asked myself...I don't know. I guessed I needed someone to comfort me, someone to hug me and assure me that I'm alright.
P.S. To all drivers and future drivers out there-Be responsible of your live and the lives of each and every road users' whenever you're at the driver's seat.
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