Someone is standing too close to you.
Not touching. Not saying anything you could point to. Just closer than the situation calls for, and staying there. You feel it in your shoulders before you've named it.
And here is what most people do next: nothing. They hold still, keep talking, and wait for it to resolve itself.
There's a reason for that, and it isn't weakness. Somewhere along the way most of us learned that naming this costs more than absorbing it. That you'll be told you're imagining it. That you'll be the one who made it awkward. So the calculation runs fast and lands the same way every time: easier to endure it.
Here is the move. You don't confront, and you don't retreat. You reposition.
One step, at an angle. Shift your weight and turn slightly, as though you're getting a better view of something. Adjust your bag. Reach for your drink and step in the same motion. Every one of those buys you eighteen inches, and none of them announces anything.
You have not accused anyone. You have not said a word. And you now have a working distance.
That's the whole mechanic, and it's the reason it works for people who cannot afford a scene. It requires no permission and no confrontation, and there is nothing in it for anyone to object to.
And now the part that makes it worth doing.
Once you have stepped, watch what happens.
Most people close a distance without thinking and never close it again. They were standing where the room put them. You moved, they stayed, and the moment is over.
But some people step with you.
That is information you did not have thirty seconds ago, and you obtained it without a confrontation, without a claim you'd have to defend, and without anyone in the room being able to say you started anything.
You now know something true about this person. What you do with it is a separate decision — and it is a much easier decision to make from a position of knowing than from a position of wondering whether you are imagining things.
Test it once this week. Not with someone frightening. With anyone standing closer than you'd like, in a queue or at a counter. Step, and watch.
You are not required to win an argument in order to have room to stand.
A step buys you distance, not an exit — and leaving a conversation you've already decided is wrong is its own small skill, worth having ready.
The cost you're already paying — and can't see on any ledger.
Managing someone else's disregard for your space is work. It is not passive, it is not free, and it does not stop when the interaction does.
You are tracking a person while appearing not to. You are running a calculation about what a reaction would cost you. You are holding a pleasant face over the top of all of it. That is three jobs, and only one of them is the one you came to do.
For some people this happens occasionally. For others it happens several times a day, every day, and has for years — and the tax compounds. It shows up as exhaustion that the day doesn't seem to justify. As the event you didn't go to. As the smaller and smaller set of places where you don't have to do the work at all.
That narrowing is the real cost. Not any single interaction — the slow subtraction of the places you're willing to be.
A move that costs nothing and requires no one's agreement gives some of that back. Not because it solves the problem. Because it means you are doing something rather than absorbing something, and those two states feel entirely different from the inside.
A note from Carmen —
Thirty years of teaching, and the correction I make most often has nothing to do with strikes or escapes. It's where people stand.
Trained people don't move faster than untrained people. They were already somewhere better. That's the entire advantage, and almost all of it is position.
What I've learned is that the hardest part isn't the physical skill. It's the belief underneath it — that taking room requires justification, and that you'd better be certain before you do anything, because being wrong about it costs more than being uncomfortable.
I'd put that down if I were you. You don't need to be certain to move. You need eighteen inches and a reason to look at something else, and both of those are always available.
Take the room. You can work out what it meant afterward.
— Carmen “The Momba”
None of these look like anything. That's the point.
Practise one of them somewhere harmless this week, so it's on the shelf when it isn't.
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