When I was 18, I carried a handgun openly on occasion. I was in full compliance with the law and respected private establishments’ wishes – understanding that an establishment’s owners, who don’t wish to allow guns, are afforded the liberties to make that decision and that I didn’t want to give them my money anyway. Whenever I did open-carry, I always felt extremely anxious and over time I assumed that that feeling of angst wouldn’t disappear; even when I decided to obtain my Concealed Handgun License. About six-months after turning 22, I did just that. When I finally got my license, I immediately began carrying; wearing my sidearm nearly every moment of every day. I noticed that the feeling that I had while open-carrying no longer existed. I had to step back and think about why.