When I’m out and about I am often in my own world. Glad to be away from the house, glad to have energy. I just think that I am my old self in my old clothes and my old life and for just a moment everything is fine. But then I take my hat off and I see one person, two, three, all starring. I don’t really mind the starring when I’m ready for it but on the odd occasion I do forget for a slight second what I’m going through, what I look like, and that’s the moment I find everything comes crashing back down to reality.