I have become accustomed to people staring at me, especially during the
summer when my prosthesis is exposed. Normally it doesn't bother me, and
many times I don't even notice the attention. Every once in awhile the
staring bothers me. Yesterday was one of those days. If it hadn't been
in the 90's, I probably would have put on jeans just to blend in with
everybody else.
I'm not sure why I was self-conscious yesterday,
but I do know that the results were profound. Walking around the grocery
store and trampoline park, I felt like an oddity in a circus sideshow. I
caught every second glance, hushed whisper and look of shock as I went
about the course of my day. I'm sure that I wasn't receiving more
attention than usual, so the fact that it bothered me was weird. I'd
blame it on hormones, but the hysterectomy two years ago squelched that
excuse.
Hopefully yesterday's acute awareness was a fluke, and
today I will resume my "you're staring at me because I'm awesome"
attitude. I hate days where I have to feign confidence! I'm glad that
those situations are rare, because I don't think I make a good shrinking
violet.
About Me
- Peggy
- I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.
Don't let others put thoughts into your mind that takes away your self-confidence. You are strong person <3
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