Wearing the mask for everyone
Sometimes I get tired of people telling me that I look good. I just want to tell them it is all a carefully choreographed illusion. I need to be strong for my wife, if she ever really understood the fog I live in it would terrify her and I won't do that to her, She went through quite enough already. She does know when I'm getting brittle and how to help me compensate and I thank god I have her everyday.
For my friends they all think I'm so much better because I go out with them on occasion and can walk almost normally and its been almost a year, and of course no visible scars. If they saw my chest they'd call me Frankenscott. They don't notice that I don't eat, it could be embarrassing to them to have me trying to use silverware and sometimes needing two hands. Not to mention when it just doesn't work out with the whole now it goes into the mouth thing. I don't want them to see how confused or tired I am at times, or the vertigo you train yourself to function through, maintaining vertical integrity can be very difficult when you can't feel your right leg. Would they even understand how much the brain needs feedback to walk, something I certainly never thought about.
So I wear the mask of I'm fine and recovering but sometimes I just want to let the mask fall away. Yesterday is gone and with it large parts of my V1.0 life. So I wear the mask and try not to let anyone down, but it is hard some days.
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