The pandemic was hideous for most of us for all sorts of reasons, for me one reason was the masks situation. I struggled so much with wearing one from a sensory perspective anyway, but seeing people wearing them was a huge trigger for me too, consequently I couldn’t comply and took a lot of abuse for it. I had to revisit the location of a particularly piece of such abuse this week, our nearest a&e, and was hit inevitably with a flashback. But somehow it was a double layered one and I saw the original traumatic event which started this back in the mid 70s …
Id gone to the cinema with some friends, there was a new sci fi movie out, it apparently included art by Gieger who’s creations I knew and liked from the ELP album Brain Salad Surgery, Otherwise I knew nothing of what to expect, not a clue - it was the fresh released ALIEN. The chest buster scared me witless but it was the “face hugger” phase of the creature which deeply lodged in my mind, and at a&e this week it came flashing back, I just can’t escape it’s image and terror now, and as I said, it explains inability to tolerate masks.
I just needed to capture this thought
Thanks
Emma
