Friday, 13 March 2009

My First Visit

The first time I walked out, I got to the gate, checked there was no one up the road, got to the gate and carried on walking up the road through a dark park round a few streets and back again. I was so scared.

Sometime after that I got ready to go to to a group in my local region. My MP3 was playing You Love Us by the Manic Street Preachers, as I neared the venue but I couldn't go in, I suppose I had used up all my courage getting there that I had none left. So I just loitered for a bit, think this time I will go in but I never did. Which makes it sound like a big fail, but taking the positives, it wasn't. As you can see from a photo taken on my old mobile my make-up was rather poor and the wig could be better but it didn't matter, I learnt a lot that day. Namely I wasn't going to be pelted with bricks for going out and I can do it.

3 comments:

Debbie K said...

Hi Lucy
You can do it! I lost count of the doors I stood outside & never opened. When you are ready I am sure you will achieve all you dream for.
Take care.
Love
Debbie

alan said...

Nothing you learn from can ever be called "a fail"!

When we stop learning we're done for!

alan

LucyTolliday said...

Bless you Alan and Debbie. x