Whenever I walk alone and someone passes me, right when they're close at a range of few meters, although most likely they would be minding their own business, I feel that I am observed and even judged by their eyes that are perhaps not even seeing me. My heart beats a little faster, my eyes get a little watery, and I get the feeling that I need to act like I am completely normal, which I am if I had not felt the need of it in the first place. Having to act normal, it seems, leads one to act unnormal. But this mild discomfort starts and ends in a matter of seconds, fortunately.