4 days considering

I’m not a words person. Which is funny cause I started reading young, I was even published—then I lost a bunch of my eyesight.

Just FYI—try to avoid adult onset blindness—you’ll hear ‘inclusive ‘, inclusion’, ‘diversity’ but the follow through is total crap.

Nothing changes if nothing changes. Right? Covid/lockdowns/the pandemic were harrowing for everyone…but no one had the same experience.

Those of us working in mental health fields… well we don’t talk anyway. Confidentiality, professional integrity. Add to that how annoying we become with long pauses as we double and triple edit during a conversation. Then you get an appointment but it’s with someone with less experience (we’re all beginners at some point) or a different area of expertise—you’re talking about overdoses and deescalating a foursome (not that kind) armed with knives and rebar and then you notice the professional across from you is horrified OR in tears OR …I had one person who clearly did not believe me. Still polite, right? But like how you treat a kid talking about an invisible friend. I’m a photographer. I had photos from the group I had been working with and brought them to our next meeting.

I’ll never forget the look on her face as she flipped through them—‘where did you get these?!!’

’Those are mine. I took them.’

At this point she admitted she had been considering I might be delusional.

😳 Uhhhh….

I signed up for open diary 4 days ago. I’ve been sitting here writing posts (in my head), feeling ridiculous then anxious about all the edits I can’t see to make and then did nothing.

Maybe I can work some things out here. Eventually.