I’ve been grappling with a bit of low mood and motivation and to be honest, making excuses not to go out.
Well today, I did go out for the second time this week (third day tomorrow for bingo!) and I bloody enjoyed myself.
When I got my arthritis diagnosis and was told to keep warm, I took that literally and put myself on lockdown just to avoid a flare. But it happened anyway.
After recent intervention I decided to go back to college in September to do a foundation degree course in performing arts and then go on to do my degree in performing arts a year later.
I’m also going back to dance class, shitty wheelchair or not. If I wait for adjustments and injections I’m going to be missing out.
Life is not a spectators sport.