The most recent situation that has made me feel unsafe was when I opened the door to a stranger, in my daughters presence.
I felt so horrible, violated, and most of all I was disappointed in myself.
Why would I do such a thing. Really?
I felt so sick because I not only opened the door to a stranger but I let the stranger in my house without validating this person’s true identity.
Lucky for me and for my daughters sake this person was really the maintenance man that I had been expecting all day.
Since I had been waiting so long, I just assume that the person that knocked on the door would be my regular maintenance guy but I was caught off guard when it was not him and went into shock mode as I opened the door without checking through the peephole or asking who it was before hand.
Shame, Shame, on me.
I learned my lesson and yesterday when I got an unexpected knock at the door early in the morning, I didn’t open the door to the stranger.
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