Today is monday. I find out that when mum was shouting about how ill she had been sitting worrying about me yesterday whilst I was at the concert she was actually out visiting a friend and shopping!
Not much I can say about that is it…. however all that guilt i was feeling and being upset was for nothing!. Im pretty cross that she obviously lied – If there is something I do not do is lie to her… I cant lie i always end up laughing infront the person anyway or giving the game away but to lie to me about that so I would feel guilty about going out? thats not right.
Well We agreed a truths yesterday so Im not going to say anything – inside though im saddened.
The arguments are starting up about band tonight now… if its not one thing its another. I went to go down to my studio but then got told no… when questioned i got the well i will have to come down there ! this was not the idea… I have a buzzer system for down there so why is that suddenly not useful? basically I cant do anything unless she is watching – i am going mad.
Anyway I went to band and despite a struggle I managed it.
I will say im suffering for it a bit today but I have also been to the dentist today to have my “real” tooth put in rather than the temporary ! (remember a few blogs before my holiday when I smashed tooth during seizure). anyway nice new shinny tooth now in. it was a bit of a trauma though so no surprising my head aches.
I will leave you with this poem.
A friend like me.
Please don’t be afraid of me
I want to be your friend.
and if you get to know me
your rigid thoughts might bend
Thoughts that i am different
from others that you know.
I really am no different
and this id like to show.
I live and breathe and laugh and cry
i love to play and learn .
I sometimes do things differently
which can cause some concern.
You see, some say I’m special,
i guess this much is true
but if you were to ask me
i’d say your special too.
We’re all little different
no two are just the same.
Its really something wonderful
there is no one to blame
When things don’t go perfectly
and people get confused
they say things like “poor girl”
and other terms they use.
Its ok if you look at me
and may not understand.
Its ok if you touch me
and even hold my hand
My like has many obsticals
More than the epilepsy that you know
but thats not what i dwell on
Im me, thats all and so….
I know that things may not
always go to plan you see
Sometimes i may fall down
but I’m not just the beast you see
Please don’t be afraid of me
or tell me not to do
the things that make me feel normal
and make life worth living so…
Please learn to be accepting
i want you just to see
how truly great and wonderful
a friend like me can be.