Kindness at the Castle
I was walking through the underpass at Elephant and Castle earlier and an old man started talking to me. He asked what was wrong with me and I told him I had Tourettes. Before we parted, he asked my name and whether it was OK if he prayed for me. I said yes, thanked him and said goodbye.
This felt like genuine kindness and support, very different from some of my other experiences with people who believe I’m possessed.