The frightened side of me

Hello!



Hello people of the earth! My second post today...



Today I realized something, I'd don't know if it's part of growing old or if it's just me being alone in a wheelchair all day that has triggered this thing. I'm talking about fear. It seems that I'm afraid of everything and everyone now, for me and for my family.



Today an old lady came and knocked my at door, what did I do? I actually talk to this person behind the closed door without it being open until I was certain that there was no immediate danger and I could open the door and speak with this person, making sure that the door was slightly open only. This is not me! When I was able to walk, stand up, I would fling open that door and speak with people no matter what. Now it seems everything and everyone makes me feel like I should be careful with them, afraid they can harm me. You know how bad it has gotten? When my daughters go to school I always make sure they have their cell phones with them. I'm always telling them what to do and what not to do, who to trust and whom not to trust. My oldest daughter laughes at me as if I'm over exaggerating. I was like that too! But now that the man of the house can no longer take care of his family, he slowly but surely shutting down.

I think my disability has taken away from me my independence and this has made me distrustful and afraid.


Later days people, later days.