The pain of not being you

being me

Breaking a leg is a dramatic change of pace, quite literally, to your life. However it’s actually the feeling that you aren’t your usual self that’s often the hardest to deal with.

So many people think I’m limited to not being able to work. That I can’t open a door. That I can’t perhaps take care of myself. Of course it’s not people being nasty. People aren’t trying to fulfil some altruistic or egoistic need by holding open a door for me on crutches. They are just trying to be kind and helpful.

The trouble is, all I want to do is manage on my own. But I can’t. Not everything. Not yet. It feels like for some temporary period I won’t be able to just be me. I’m not myself and my identity feels lost behind a boot and a pair of crutches. That hurts almost more than breaking a leg.

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Author: Raphaelle

Creative | Futurist | Misfit. Freelance Digital #marketing, #social & #product #strategy and #engagement. Founder of ArtSpotter. Mixing up something marvellous.

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