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I've recently had someone point something out to me that I'd not really noticed, but which makes sense in my head.
When I'm bringing someone I know with me to do something with other people that I know, but who they don't know, I worry. I feel responsible, both because it feels like their behavior reflects on me, to an extent, and because I want them to not feel like their time was wasted.
I _know_ I'm not responsible for other people, because I can't be. But still, I worry. Less so if they come under their own power, because it also means they can escape if they want. But, I worry, at least until I can tell that they really do want to be there, and are comfortable.
This, probably unsurprisingly, may make me act slightly oddly, because I will be hyper-aware of anyone I bring to a new environment. Until they are obviously enjoying themselves and comfortable, at least. It's probably also part of why I always ask, with a bit of trepedation, if they enjoyed themselves. I worry.
It may be silly, but it's also true. Probably because I remember, all too well, how difficult it can be to be comfortable around a group of people you don't know. My entire life, I've always been one who tries to be welcoming to new people, because I remember how scary it can be to be the new person. I think this might relate.
When I'm bringing someone I know with me to do something with other people that I know, but who they don't know, I worry. I feel responsible, both because it feels like their behavior reflects on me, to an extent, and because I want them to not feel like their time was wasted.
I _know_ I'm not responsible for other people, because I can't be. But still, I worry. Less so if they come under their own power, because it also means they can escape if they want. But, I worry, at least until I can tell that they really do want to be there, and are comfortable.
This, probably unsurprisingly, may make me act slightly oddly, because I will be hyper-aware of anyone I bring to a new environment. Until they are obviously enjoying themselves and comfortable, at least. It's probably also part of why I always ask, with a bit of trepedation, if they enjoyed themselves. I worry.
It may be silly, but it's also true. Probably because I remember, all too well, how difficult it can be to be comfortable around a group of people you don't know. My entire life, I've always been one who tries to be welcoming to new people, because I remember how scary it can be to be the new person. I think this might relate.