I was the type of baby that was afraid of my own farts. yap... I don't remember it though.  It's my Mum who liked to recounter the story. It amused her to tell it. ffffffFFFFFffffffffffffffurrrrrrrrrrrrrp! She would imitate my scrunched up chubby petrified baby face. I loved listening to her narrate the story because this particular memory...

Dear B. I came home to find these 3D cinema glasses on my desk, still after all these years they still grab my attention. Do you remember the movie you took me to see? Yours Sincerely M. --------------- Dear B.  You were miserable in the cinema that day. But I held my tongue. I didn't know how to help you. How can you assist someone so busy shutting...

 Mini episodes occur Not Regularly though The last ones were years ago Yet I remember them in detail I know my symptoms & triggers. The very first is my ability to inhale & exhale. Conscious effort is required. I doubt whether I am worthy to be here Worthy enough to breath Every five minutes I gulp air down  But the world feels tight.  Unaccommodating...