On Hurting Myself Inadvertently, With No One to Blame, and Moving On
I've faced one of those situations in life, probably common to others as well, where I was the one who hurt myself unintentionally, and with no one clearly to blame except myself, I had no option but to quickly move on. But believe me, it still hurts and I still see the wound that is still healing somewhere on my body. One example of such life events took place where I was doing laundry in the basement by myself then. The space was tiny with all the washers and dryers lined up on one side and there's just enough space for a person to walk back and forth while doing the laundry. At the other side of the rectangular space is the enclosed metallic board box where part of electrical systems can been seen inside when you open it. I think you use them mainly for switches in case power interruptions take place. It's on that part of the wall but its 4 somewhat pointed edges are exposed and could be seen right away by anyone inside that laundry space. I was just making a few steps