I was just robbed. I am still shaken by it. I’ve never experienced this before. Two large men took advantage of me. At first I was in disbelief that there were people who would act like that. How can someone look upon someone else in their weakness and choose to bully them for their own gain. I was caught with my pants down literally. I wasn’t wearing a shirt or pants. Just my pyjama shorts. I feel awful about it for so many reasons. It was my fault for forgetting to lock the door. Multiple doors in fact. There were a number of circumstances that all worked together to bring about this unfortunate situation. Even though it wasn’t a large sum of money that was lost, I’m still so upset about it. Upset that there are people this evil in the world, and upset at my own stupidity. The worst part is that it wasn’t a silent robbery where my stuff got stolen. But there were people that looked me right in the face and chose violence.

I’m thankful that I wasn’t hurt and more wasn’t lost, but I can’t accept this huge injustice. This isn’t right and those people need to be stopped.

Only now I recall the words of Jesus Christ. If anyone would sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. I failed to do this. My natural disposition is to fight against injustice, but the command of Christ is to not resist evil.

Now I am sad, sad that my innocence of the world has been shattered. I don’t think I will be able to go about life without an increased sense of paranoia, and need for security. Before this, I had never really experienced fear for my physical safety due to another person.

I don’t want to let this experience ruin my life, but I have had many thoughts of moving to another country like Singapore or Japan where this would never happen.

The optimist in me is grateful that I have been able to experience something unique and walk away unharmed, but it was genuinely a terrible experience that I am still harrowed by.

I was just robbed. I am still shaken by it. I’ve never experienced this before. Two large men took advantage of me. At first I was in disbelief that there were people who would act like that. How can someone look upon someone else in their weakness and choose to bully them for their own gain. I was caught with my pants down literally. I wasn’t wearing a shirt or pants. Just my pyjama shorts. I feel awful about it for so many reasons. It was my fault for forgetting to lock the door. Multiple doors in fact. There were a number of circumstances that all worked together to bring about this unfortunate situation. Even though it wasn’t a large sum of money that was lost, I’m still so upset about it. Upset that there are people this evil in the world, and upset at my own stupidity. The worst part is that it wasn’t a silent robbery where my stuff got stolen. But there were people that looked me right in the face and chose violence.

I’m thankful that I wasn’t hurt and more wasn’t lost, but I can’t accept this huge injustice. This isn’t right and those people need to be stopped.

Only now I recall the words of Jesus Christ. If anyone would sue you and take your tunic, let him have your cloak as well. I failed to do this. My natural disposition is to fight against injustice, but the command of Christ is to not resist evil.

Now I am sad, sad that my innocence of the world has been shattered. I don’t think I will be able to go about life without an increased sense of paranoia, and need for security. Before this, I had never really experienced fear for my physical safety due to another person.

I don’t want to let this experience ruin my life, but I have had many thoughts of moving to another country like Singapore or Japan where this would never happen.

The optimist in me is grateful that I have been able to experience something unique and walk away unharmed, but it was genuinely a terrible experience that I am still harrowed by.