I have joined a creative writing class at Weymouth Library and am extremely enjoying it. The sitting and concentration is particularly hard for me as my back kills last week had to take a Co-codamol for the pain, which is never good as it gives me a fuzzy head. Even worse than ME Brain Fog. But I am perservering as I am meeting new people that also enjoy writing and I am learning lots of different ways of expressing myself with words. I have been writing my story and what happened to me, my journey through diagnosis and onwards its title is the same as this Blog as I still feel like screaming sometimes WHY M.E. I have also published one of my poems writen for someone I met at my support group. She told me how one day she had ventured out and was waiting for a bus to return Home. An old lady asked her where her Bus Stop was and she told her. The Lady was horrified and said to her 'A young girl like you should be walking'. This prompted her to burst into tears so here is the reply to her.
But you Look Alright
When you Look at me what do you see?
Is it a person with M.E.
But you look alright they say all the time,
Is brushing your hair such a crime.
Shall I not not bother with Blusher or Lipstick,
Do you want me just to LOOK SICK?
You cannot see on the outside,
The illness inside I try to hide.
Not all disabilities are visible to the eye,
Can you be understanding, why not TRY!
