Yesterday I described a big change that’s coming up in my working life. Today I realised there have also been some big changes elsewhere that I hadn’t noticed, in my attitude to my tics and their impact on me.
I’ve been at a packed bar this evening for a friend’s birthday. I needed the toilet but there was a massive queue and it was in a very tight space. I didn’t feel I could wait safely or comfortably for the queue to go down. Tonight I asked one of the bar staff for the key to the disabled toilet. This is something I’ve never done before.