Just being a person first

I am a person. I have life experiences, some hideous, some really average, some OK and some bad. I have learnt many things; some imporant, some useful, some utterly terrifying and some dreadful. I have a mind that may or may not be reliable and a body that is intrinsicacly linked to that mind. I have capabilities that I have never been able to explore due to the delights of trying to be accepted although so horribly self consciously different. Get this though - it really is OK to be me.

I have been through years and years of total denial, whilst I withered and essentially hid amongst attempting other dreadful things.. Then reality finally took over 10 years ago and I became my own diagnosis a lens that became so covered in a noxious substance that I lost me.

This year the diagnosis took over again and I became lost. I completely gave up and gave this my best shot on multiple occassions. I now must somehow come to terms with the damage I have done. I have been supported, rescued and loved - I am very fortunate.

I can only interpret this from the perspective of purpose. I am now allowed to be me.

Lotsa luv

Bast