Welcome to another Haiku Hope.
This time, for a mix of fun and genuine frustration, I thought I’d put together a Haiku about my experiences when trying to access support for my acute agoraphobia.
I realise this is a phobia that people experience in different ways and at different levels. Whether you are afraid of open spaces, crowded rooms or, like me, just never leave home, it is incredibly complicated thing to manage.
So, as I seem to witter constantly, support for the problem is nothing short of damaging when professionals don’t think about the language they use and what’s realistically possible based on someones limitations.
This haiku is dedicated to not one, but MANY conversations I’ve had in the past with people I wish would understand this better.
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The Agoraphobic Conundrum
I’m agoraphobic.
Ok, I can support you.
When can you come in?
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Thankfully it isn’t always this bad. Sadly though, it does happen and it’s incredibly upsetting, frustrating and unbelievable every time.
Thanks for reading 💜