Due to a series, or well, two, unfortunate and unrelated events, I've had the opportunity to spend a lot of time moving more slowly. I tripped and injured my foot, which was a fairly invisible injury. (Yes, I can hear my friends interjecting that my foot swelled and was fun bruisey colors, and I kept the toes wrapped for some time, but unless you looked closely at my shoes it was not super obvious.) Next, I injured my knee in such a manner as to require a knee immobilizer, a lovely contraption that basically runs from just above the ankle to almost embarrassingly high on the thigh. Now, in addition to more obvious limping, there was a more obvious cause to my slow pace. Interestingly, people seem much more accommodating when they can see the reason for your slow pace which is a weird combination of lovely and sometimes over-protective. (I should probably mention that I am terrible about asking for help, so my over-protective might resemble someone else's helpful.)
It has also led to strangers feeling a greater need to comment and either give me advice, ir inquire how to avoid such a similar state for themselves. I recognize that I am often endlessly curious and sometimes overbearing in my need to give advice, it can be a natural human response to try to both sympathize and fix people. So, I share this understanding that most of it comes from a place of good. 
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