Cupids Dating Blog

Dependent on my friends and health service workers for life's menial tasks, I still learned a new kind of mental independence. I realized how much I took for granted. For example, the annoying commute everyday represented freedom of mobility not a reason to complain.

When I first managed to leave home, I used a cane. It was odd how people treated me entirely differently. Some folks were much kinder, while others ignored me completely. Going from near complete isolation to having some strangers be extra nice was tantamount to the shock of entering an air-conditioned building on a hot summer day. It wasn't completely unpleasant but challenging for me who prefers to pass unnoticed in daily life.

The latest test to a positive attitude is a "minor" dermatological problem. I had a few small benign growths that the dermatologist said weren't cancerous but suggested freezing with liquid nitrogen and then applying a cream to create an autoimmune response. He said they'd turn a bit red.

In my case, the reaction, although normal according to the medication's detailed enclosure is severe, painful and quite aesthetically unappealing. I'll spare a detailed description but I assure you, it isn't mere vanity, they truly are difficult to look at.

Once again, I walk the streets witnessing the same looks of either disdain or dismay, as if to say poor fellow before they turn away. Thank goodness, it's only temporary but I think I realize now that having a pimple or two is not the end of the world.

I wish gaining perspective didn't require adding insult to injury, but I need reality checks to realize there's more to reflect on than one's reflection in the mirror. As Bette Midler sings in "I Still Got My Health" - "My face is my fortune, that's why I'm totally broke."