It was difficult to fathom (at first) what triggered a bad bout of hyper vigilance today.
Driving to our nearest “almost a city” (28 miles away) wasn’t hard, or stressful, and something we had done before but, on arrival, I could feel the hair on my neck stand up, a well elevated state of alertness kick in and, within 10 minutes, I came close to engaging with a fool who pushed past me in a shop.
After that everything went steadily down hill and our morning out plans reduced to less than a couple of hours before I’d had enough of ‘city folk’ and we drove home. Again the drive was uneventful but. on drawing up at home, I felt like hammered crap!
Only, the shopping list hadn’t been fulfilled so, after a light lunch, we headed off to our local town (17 miles away), with the wife driving and me cat napping in the passenger seat.
Different experience, small town politeness, easy conversation, everyone walking at half ‘city speed’, and we were in and out within a half an hour, with what we needed.
Only the damage had been done and I was exhausted from being hyper vigilant over the 5 hours in total we were out.
incidentally, there is a medical term for this ‘phobia’ aka enochlophobia.
The perceived dangers posed by large gatherings of people you might encounter in daily life. It also includes the fear of being harmed in a crowd.
Preppers call that being situationally aware and self defence.
PTSD sufferers just call it HELL!
With too many ignorant people, too close, losing sight of the exit, and an invasion of personal space.
Plus I guess we were also both thinking COVID, masks, and social distancing aka get the fk’ away from us man!