S
Steelhart
Guest
Today I was taking my girlfriend into a restaurant and on the way to the door a man walks past us with a look of complete desperation and was somewhat shaking and acting like he was trying to speak but couldn’t form the words. He had this look of despair and freaking out on him and he started to cry and shout at the same time, can I help him with some… stuttered change or something. We were alone on the sidewalk and he really frightened us so I said sorry and went inside.
I was genuinely worried about the guy and told the staff what happened and some workers went outside and we were ushered to our seats.
The staff shortly came by and said it had been a homeless man and he said he would leave if they didn’t call the police.
I feel utter guilt. I see his face right now and I hurt like I feel his agony and I’m up at 3:30am -upset and don’t know what to think. Why is this haunting me? I wanted to help the man but it just wasn’t safe as where we were and him acting like he did.
Any advise. Please.
I was genuinely worried about the guy and told the staff what happened and some workers went outside and we were ushered to our seats.
The staff shortly came by and said it had been a homeless man and he said he would leave if they didn’t call the police.
I feel utter guilt. I see his face right now and I hurt like I feel his agony and I’m up at 3:30am -upset and don’t know what to think. Why is this haunting me? I wanted to help the man but it just wasn’t safe as where we were and him acting like he did.
Any advise. Please.