Becoming a tad agoraphobic. It's not really fear of leaving the house; it's fear of dealing with people.
I finally forced myself to start using the scooter up the Main Street. Post Office; Pharmacy; Medical Centre...
Made myself do it. Wheelie-walker was bad - this is harder.
(Bit like the nightmare that is now having a shower.)
There I am, on my scooter, and I have to stop and talk to people I've known forever and, oh Lord, the PITY.
Everyone is very polite, but you can see their sad eyes, and you have to put on your very best cheery face, when all you want to do is cry.
Everyone pretending s'all okay. Maybe it would be better if we were all honest with each other.
No, I'm not "fine", and no, I don't "look good".
I'm a coward.
And I would love to talk about something other than this sod of a disease.
I finally forced myself to start using the scooter up the Main Street. Post Office; Pharmacy; Medical Centre...
Made myself do it. Wheelie-walker was bad - this is harder.
(Bit like the nightmare that is now having a shower.)
There I am, on my scooter, and I have to stop and talk to people I've known forever and, oh Lord, the PITY.
Everyone is very polite, but you can see their sad eyes, and you have to put on your very best cheery face, when all you want to do is cry.
Everyone pretending s'all okay. Maybe it would be better if we were all honest with each other.
No, I'm not "fine", and no, I don't "look good".
I'm a coward.
And I would love to talk about something other than this sod of a disease.
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