Falling to pieces

I promise I am not a threat to myself or others. I am, however, fast falling to pieces.

I sleep poorly these days, which makes wearing a sleep mask awful challenging. Let night, as I tried to fall asleep about 1, I just started crying.

Earlier this week, I gave up trying to play Dungeons & Dragons online with relatives because I couldn't hear. Mostly, I felt like I was letting down my nieces and nephews.

It is not like they don't know about the limitations of Friedreich's ataxia -- the niece I live with came in as I was  getting ready for a shower. I'm beyond that, she told Mom about me getting undressed.

It's just I don't like them to see the limitations.

Work is hard.

And I'm scared.