I used to think the worst thing in life
was to end up all alone,
The worst thing in life
is to end up with people
that make you feel all alone.
I have this recurring nightmare. I’m in the middle of a round swimming pool frantically treading water and desperate to keep my head above water. My arms are flailing; my feet are kicking and I’m choking on rancid pool water.
The perimeter of the pool is lined with people screaming … screaming instructions about how to swim, screaming their advice, opinions, evaluations and judgements, screaming their encouragement and good intentions.
Suddenly there is commotion amongst their feet. A dog leaps into the pool and paddles toward me. I throw a grateful arm over her back and together we muddle our way to the side of the pool.
This is why I have a psychiatric service dog.