Having had my stroke in the 1993 when I was 22 years old, I have a long memory of that time and how because of the way I presented physically, verbally, and in every way. I know what it's like to be completely ignored and very socially misunderstood. I deliberately didn't tell people my history once I had reached a certain distance between my stroke and future life, because of the comments I would receive about the way I looked, the questions, comparisons - it was too much to take in. My own awareness and someone else's interpretation.
I've continued on my way with a "I want to improve in that area" way of living. Keeping my thoughts to myself about my difficulties so much of the time.
I still experience comments on my appearance - I hate it! It all stems back to someone else's opinion rather than the acknowledgment of continual work, day after day, year after year. There is no annual leave from my stroke recovery.
I'm just trying to move around with pride.
Nina
