I'm never quite sure what everyone thinks. Do people think that I have come to terms with my reality, that I am okay with the life that is (to them, and indeed in fact) inevitable. 

I've always felt that to others, once they have heard and understood the news, they accept it and they move on. But for me it never goes away. I'm never able to forget or ignore. It's never going to feel okay. 

When you see me you experience it for a while. And you go back to your life. What you see is my life.