Poppy moved into the Lair today. I’ve been living on my own since Fat Sister and King Russell moved out in May so it’s great to have her here now. We get on very well and I don’t enjoy living on my own. It’ll be nice to have someone around to give me a hand with some of the things my tics make tricky.
On the subject of help, I heard back from Tourettes Action about linking me up with a volunteer. The local organisation they’d been in touch with had got back to them saying they were reluctant to help because they have a policy of not letting their volunteers get abused.
While this is reassuring for the volunteers, it’s less reassuring that the organisation has bought into the cartoonish idea that people with Tourettes are angry, abusive and swear a lot.