Poking my nose out of the door is sometimes the most difficult thing I can do, especially when I have had a scary experience and been hurt. A good example is a road where I was attacked as a child and down which I couldn’t walk for years. I would take a long detour to the shops to avoid the site.
Being Bipolar, often it is just too scary to try going out until I am back to my cheerful self. This is why I have been away from Facebook for a while. I am determined to come back as I have dear friends who are asking after me.
Unfortunately when I tried to get into my account, all the spiteful and unkind remarks popped up in the conversation box. I didn’t want to remember how horrible that person had been to me and no, I am not going to post them here. Better people don’t know how vile that woman can be. I’ve blocked her so she can’t insult me again.
I am re-jigging my account and going through to make sure anyone else of whom I am not sure is out of my company. Fully armed, body-armour on and……………back in I go!