it is isolation in Shrewsbury again…. the mirror of the eyes is blurred and continues to mist…. i did a Royal National Institute of the Blind online ourse, lesson one which was ok, some people in the same boat as me… covered ground i already know very well from the RNIB.
i have never felt so lonely and isolated in all my life as i do now…. it is not pleasant at all…. how my life has turned out, there must be something better to live for than this, it is too quiet…. there is pandemic and there is advanced glaucoma in my eyes, i dont know many people here, we cant go out and do much…. i need t go and live by the sea…
i have been pushed and pulled in all directions over the years… by men in my life, family, friends whoever who think they know…. they dont know…. none of them… none of them know… and when you are on your own and vulnerable people think they can shout at you, tell you what is best at both ends of the spectrum! If i had a big strong husband here they would never speak to me like this people!! Funny how things change! And so many women i hear that their husbands are bullies, like mine was, wont give them things they need, etc, when woman is looking after the children, like they own them and can bash them! I was earning good money more than my husband when i met him and became vulnerable as many women do when they children and dont work, the men if they are like that, bullying controlling, not nice… not all men are like that…. its a shame really. I was a quiet child and gentle person and all that have dealt with is too much… no wonder my eyeballs are what they are!
thank you Advanced Glaucoma in my Eyes for messing my life up…..
Artist, yes i wanted to be an artist…..
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