I have made a bad mistake over and over. You should not be so silly.
There are at least a dozen friends and colleagues who wish to check up on me. You know: “How’s it going, Don?” “Just wanted to see you.” “Let’s hit breakfast at the Cracker Box.” “I’ve been trying to reach you for a week, what’s up?” “How did your medical tests go?” And on and on.
These are not nosy people. I know they legitimately care about my well-being. I’m lucky they want to stay in touch with me. Yet, I hide out and I’m not certain why. It might be because I only want them to see me when I’m at my best (or what I think my best is). I don’t want them to see me in pain, although some of them suffer from more pain than I can imagine. I may not want my friends to spot me in an emotional state – although I’m not looking so great in any state. Deep down, I know they love me for just being me, limp and all.
So my tip of the week is to embrace your friends. Be honest and thank them for their interest in you. Tell a joke. It doesn’t have to be a good one.
Then swing back to drive me to the Cracker Box.