A day and ahalf ago I was asked why I don't dance.

It took me a day to locate the answer. For the answer goes back to the 70's. My years of abuse (And I don't really want to return there). Of knowing that being the centre of attention, for as little as an hour, in a group as large as three (or more) people, was ALWAYS the prelude to ( a minimium of ) days of neglectful abuse. -- for want of a more accurate phrase.

Anyhow I learn't. Avoid praise. Avoid acheivement. It was not worth the punishment. So for the last four decades it has been habit to willfull avoidance of the spotlight. Even here. even today.

Praise and acheivement even today is something I seriously avoid.

As I write I have come to undersand that praise and achievement are two of my triggers. Which is probably why I got nasty with those few people I post with regularly (you know who you are and I apologise)

that's enuff.

WOW dd I get side tracked ? Or what ?

Just wanted you to know I am listening

Hugs

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