There is a meeting about 9 miles away from me. I enjoyed it but only went once. The drive there and back and the time there exhausted me beyond belief. They were wonderful people and I may go back on a Friday as they do exercises with machines that measure muscles etc… but I was very upset before, only because of my tired state of mind and hearing all these lovely people talking about which shows they were going to, where they were taking friends, the meals planned out that week and lots of nice things that really, as an isolated person, I do very rarely. I don’t know why it upset me so much but I think mixing in a big group with more energy than I have and also a lot of refusal there to accept M.S. it made me very sad and reminded me of all of the things I could have in another life. So lesson learnt for me.
I do however make my sorry but go out even for ten minutes a day unless we have storm Emma (I have a daughter Emma and she has a temper like a storm so I think the name was quite fitting) anyway, the library has activities where many adults go who have either had life-events affect them, diseases, bereavement etc. we do quite a few quite, gentle things. We don’t have to talk, just be. Last week I went into the charity shop and the young man behind the counter was telling me he was assisting as he had a brain injury and volunteering was helping him re-adjust. That made me feel really good meeting him but also a bit ashamed about feeling miserable about my M.S. The local scout hut holds a large community choir on Mondays so I am told, so there are all sorts of things about hopefully if you can find them.
So I meet people with or linked to M.S. on here, they are there in the middle of the night too!