If I could do it myself.

Do you ever get that feeling that if you could do something yourself you would be able to do it properly?

Not in a way that’s meant to disrespect anyone, but more in a way that they just don’t understand how you like things doing?

This is the case for me with almost everything in life.

Due to the physical help I need, almost everything that requires you to physically move, with any regularity, strengths or consistency, I need help with. And the fact that I understand this, and the world around me, in great theoretical detail. This leaves me almost constantly in a state of frustration and compromise.

Today I lost one of my earphones. I dropped the case and one fell out. And while my sister looked for me, she got increasingly frustrated and couldn’t find it. I wanted to keep looking for it as I know its somewhere in my room. But there’s only so far that I can ask her or someone else to continue to do things like this for me.

Update: Immy got my earphones. I ordered new ones.

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