Pretty simple right???.....wrong
This is as much a mental game as it is a physical one. It's hard to describe the many emotions that surface in any given day. It's especially hard trying to map out how I'll feel or function in a 'safe' situation (grocery shopping) if I'm tired, stressed or distracted. When a totally unpredictable crowd enters the equation, all bets are off. I'm slowly adapting to the "new normal". In many ways it's much harder dealing with a chair. At this point, I think it's well worth the hassles, if anyone stares I havent noticed. Maybe I just don't care.
It took 2 concerts and several mishaps for me to understand the fairly basic concept that fun beats fear everytime.
I've spent most of two years clinging to my idiotic ways....I'm slowly waking from my slumber, (don't really get much of that) and realizing that just because I can walk, doesnt always mean that it's the safest or best option.
Next concert is Morrissey (yes, again) and I will take Lilac. Of course my chair has a name....if you know me, would you expect anything less?