Three days ago I got told off for eating a polo mint in the library “I’m really sorry madam but we don’t allow food in here...”. I can’t get over it! It’s been haunting me for the last three days, was the first thought when I woke up every day since, and I feel like I’m being followed and watched and judged and just like a naughty child. I can’t eat mints again. I can’t shake it off at all!
I’m not even going to bother asking if this is an overreaction because I’m aware it must sound completely out of proportion but what do I do now?
I do know where this is coming from. Childhood punishments were often far, far bigger than the crime, and very unpredictable. I just want to know how to feel better.