I’ve been known at times to feel bitter about the lack of support available for aspects of my diagnosis — cognitive and psychosocial impacts in particular.
But just as I access some sort of informal support, it occurs to me that, no, the interventions I self-prescribed were the best of any. Those being a practical faith, marriage, and contentment.
Listening to others dealing with their own issues, I think to myself, “I’m not so bad.” I’m pretty normal, actually, whatever others might think. In fact, everything’s worked out quite well, all things considered.
I think I’ll be fine.
Last modified: 6 October 2024
