Trapped in Fear

Summertime in the city means busy streets, crowded sidewalks and general mayhem outside. As the atmosphere gets more frenetic, Brenda's ability to cope with the world around her diminishes. I cannot walk past a man on the street without the possibility of Brenda snarling, growling, lunging or barking at him. Her fear response is there even if the man is standing still. Even if he has his back to us.

I imagine her as a a character inside a video game who is burdened with the task of finding safety amidst the enemy. To Brenda, everybody but me is the enemy.