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- Location
- West Somerset
Yes. For me there've been times when I've felt ugly and mean with this horrible illness, scared to face the world, when I've felt unable to risk the possibility of even minimal social interaction. A moment always comes though, and the bike is there as a means of escape.
Maybe I feel more in control of my environment when on a bike. It accompanies me. I can move forward, stop if I want to, breeze past if I have to or turn around whenever I like. It's both a retreat and an advance. I'm outside but I'm protected. The bad stuff starts to blow away.
I don't know whether any of this makes sense to anyone else.
Thankfully, periods of depression are now fewer and further apart than they were in the past. I believe this is quite a common way for things to go. The bike has been a great help.
Well put.