I grew up understanding that herbal oils would make my muscles ache lessen, and my stomach aches feel better. Based on my childhood, I grew up loving the smell of the herbal oils. When I was young, I didn’t really like it, but as time went on I began to enjoy the smell and appreciate it. The smell to me was reassuring. That all would be better in a short while. Today, I had a stomach ache and I put a healthy dose on my stomach before heading out to university.
I forgot how prominent the smell was and could smell it on my clothing while on the train. If I could smell myself, it meant that people around me could smell me. I felt a bit self-conscious for a quick moment, but got over it quickly. It’s just medicine and it smells like peppermint oil. I can’t think of anyone that would be opposed to that and if anyone did think it smelt bad to them then I’m sorry, but that’s life. I can’t go out being overly considerate to everyone to the point that it’s ridiculous.
Of course I wasn’t being a jerk about it. I would keep my distance from people around me in case they were sensitive to smells like that. My liquid courage to continue on with my day instead of changing my clothing came from a lady I encountered on the train a while back.
I was sitting on the train heading to university. The seat beside me was empty, but was quickly filled up by a middle-aged woman. I was fine with her sitting beside me, after all, it’s nice to share. After a while I noticed a familiar scent. It was the calming scent of herbal medicine oil. I took a glance at her to see if she cared what I or anyone thought. She didn’t. She sat there calmly while deep in her thoughts. All I could think of was “I’m glad she’s getting medicine to help whatever she is experiencing right now,” and enjoyed the familiar scent of the oil. When she got off, it seemed like everyone parted around her more than they normally would for someone. Maybe they smelt her too, but you know what? She didn’t care at all.
Whenever I get anxious about things like that, I think of that woman on the train and feel better. There’s too much in life to care about what other people think. As long as I’m focused on myself and my well-being, it’s okay. Of course there are limitations on it. I’m not saying to be selfish, just telling myself not to care what strangers think of me.
What do you guys think? Have you guys experienced something similar to this?
I think I’m going about my thoughts the right way, but if you think otherwise, I’m happy to hear your thoughts. :D