Big Boys Don’t Whine

Big Boys Don’t Whine
“Oh, poor me. I have lost so much,” I moan, hanging my head down and shuffling my feet. My partner looks up from her book. “Did you say something, dear?” “Just another rough period,” I say with an affect as flat as the tarmac at LaGuardia Airport. It’s a personal choice to continue working on acceptance without the self-pity. Some ... read more
Source: Parkinson’s News Today (Columns)Published on 2020-02-21By Dr. C