This makes me sick. These men can do what they want, that’s fine, I guess. That is not my problem with it. My problem is that now that Jake is 7 going on 8, I let him go into the men’s restroom alone. I don’t really “let” him. He refuses to go into the women’s restroom. I suppose I don’t really blame him. But, believe me, it drives me absolutely crazy watching him go in. I stand at the door listening for any strange noises and glare at any man who walks in. If Jake is in there for more then 45 seconds, I am panicking.
Some call it paranoia, I prefer to call it hyper-awareness.
So, now what am I going to do? Not let him use public restrooms? Well, not the ones with stalls. Only the ones that are just one room, one toilet. Like at Starbucks.
And I need to put him in a bubble. Then I can relax.
