Life

All By Myself.

Most of you know I’m agoraphobic. You may not know the pronounced cause of this, especially those who knew me a few years ago. I was very social in my former life.

The last 3 strokes I had caused enough damage and scarring to make me hear things that aren’t really there, shake visibly in groups of 5 or fewer, and go nuts when anyone messes with my personal schedule.

Only the cats can do that. The cats have a schedule. I have a similar schedule. We happily tolerate each other.

I have become less than friendly because of this. I’m quiet, keep to myself, and don’t go anywhere unless I have to. Interaction is only what I would call “forced”.

Until they find a cure for this, we all have to live with it.