Going home?

I imagine that when I came home I would be going back into my life the same as it was before I went into hospital I've gradually realised that you can't step into the same river twice by which I mean this place had changed while I was away. people had died or moved and the hoe was a different person as well no longer able to walk independently without supports and distress at the conditions of my house but I also felt very happy to be able to look at my beautiful pictures and open my own front door to greet people. it was like coming out of prison but it's not easy when you have been institutionalised My confidence had gone down even though I had done so much to free myself from the nursing home

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