When people in the street ask you how you’re doing and they name your parents and ask how they’re doing and you have no clue who the fuck they are so you run back home to tell mum and dad and they ask “well who was it?” and you reply with “I don’t know” and they spend the rest of the night trying to work out who I spoke to.
I’ve lived that “village” life. I wouldn’t say it contributes to better mental health but it doesn’t hurt to know your neighbours a bit more.
When people in the street ask you how you’re doing and they name your parents and ask how they’re doing and you have no clue who the fuck they are so you run back home to tell mum and dad and they ask “well who was it?” and you reply with “I don’t know” and they spend the rest of the night trying to work out who I spoke to.
I’ve lived that “village” life. I wouldn’t say it contributes to better mental health but it doesn’t hurt to know your neighbours a bit more.