I’m 37 and housebound. My car is getting sold tomorrow. I know it needs to happen because I can’t drive anymore, but 20 years behind the wheel is a hard thing to give up.
I feel incredibly claustrophobic today, and I just want a different view than these four walls. I can’t get out. I can’t even see enough to go to the shop. I’m usually ok with this illness but today I just want to scream and I just want to see something what. I want to go for a long walk. I want to be amongst the trees in the wood and its never gonna happen again and I’m meant to be ok with that.
If anyone has any words of encouragement for me today I’d be really grateful. It was my birthday last week and I hope that this is middle age because I can’t live through another 37 years of this.