Shout out to acclaimed horror mangaka Junji Ito for writing a cute slice of life comedy about competing with his wife for the affection of his two cats and REFUSING to change his eerie, body-horror-filled, vertigo-inducing art style at all for its entire duration
I was at the movies tonight and a very interesting thing happened to me… I was in the bathroom before the movie and an older woman approached me. She asked how long I’d been using a cane, I told her almost 10 years. She paused and then said, “…was it hard?” (1/5)
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…and I realized this woman was going through exactly what I went through 8 years ago. So I looked her in the eye and said “yeah. it was so hard. I face planted in a Walmart parking lot before I finally broke down and did it. But it was so worth it.” (2/5)
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This woman is 75 and was absolutely terrified of starting to use a cane. So she looked at me, a young person, out and about with my cane, and had her realization. She told me she has severe vertigo, and that sometimes she can’t stand up and it’s terrifying… (3/5)
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…but it’s even more terrifying to admit that you need help. so we talked about that fear. we stood in the bathroom at the AMC and we talked about what it feels like to take a leap into vulnerability and the unknown. and I just want to remind anyone who needs to hear it (4/5)
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it’s okay to be afraid. it’s natural not to want to admit to that vulnerability. but it’s so worth it!! the freedom youn gain from using mobility aids is so worth it, whether you’re 20 or 75. take the leap. (5/5)
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I am going through this myself at the moment. I have been given a walker (much to my amusement? The nature of my need means it’s more like a sitter most of the time.)
I hate it. I hate the vulnerability of it, I hate having to drag it around in my car, I hate wrestling with it.
It is also, 100% the best decision I have ever made for myself. No matter how much I hate all the stuff my brain keeps telling (lying to) me it represents.
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