Good day,
I think I'm the woman Meier-Müller-Schulze, or right now I prefer Anna.
Right now I feel really good when you do me. Then I feel very close to you. Sometimes, however, I find it very rude for you to duke me.
It is certainly not easy for you to find out what is doing me good right now. Perhaps it will help you if I tell you that this is actually quite simple:
Change your perspective, try to see the world through my eyes.
Sure - I'm often very strange. Can't find the right words, tell nonsensical things for you, slush with my food, refill drinks, caress dead objects.
You already know - all the many things you want to intuitively keep me from “because you don't do something like that.
But in my head it all makes sense. It is a pity that this is usually hidden from you.
Take your time to watch me and you will find that I don't feel like doing something nonsensical and stupid. This feeling arises whenever you show or tell me that I am doing, saying or feeling something wrong.
You don't want to be constantly questioned either.
I admit that I have thought and acted like you for over 7 decades.
But this is over now and I don't feel too bad about it.
All the past years it was no problem to behave "normally", but today I find everything normal, only you and the others tell me that what I am doing is not right.
The time when I was aware that something was wrong with me was very difficult. For my relatives and also for me.
My family could not understand if I stubbornly insisted on my testimony. How should she understand? Maybe this will be easier if you change your perspective.
Imagine being told that there was a coffee visit yesterday, but with the best will in the world, you can't remember it. If they tell their relatives, they will insist that the visit was present. How would you react now? Probably pretty upset. Everyone tries to talk them into something.
But one thing has not changed in the past: everything I do, think, say, feel makes sense to me.
Only your reaction to it mostly unsettles me.
It is said to grow old like children.
But I am not a child, I am a seasoned, dementively changed personality with admittedly often strange behaviors.
Please take me seriously.
I don't understand what I'm doing wrong, even if you explain it to me.
Don't talk to me like that from above, come down, look me in the eye.
Leave me time to translate your announcements into my pace.
If you tell me to eat, I may know that the fork belongs in my mouth. But I forgot how to do it.
Give me help, slowly lead my hand.
In any case, let me try again and again on my own.
But also respect a no, I don't want to be so foreign.
All my life I was a tough, self-sufficient woman.
Don't keep trying to get me back into "your" world.
Today it is easier for me to bear to suspect my husband in the garden and to have forgotten that I have been a widow for so long.
I can understand my tiredness more easily if I think I have been standing at the stove all night than if you explain to me that I only dreamed this because I should have slept all night.
Have you never dreamed so real that you have been under the influence of this dream all the next day?
Sometimes I don't understand why I can't go home. Maybe someone of you looked after my apartment or you drove there after work. That would mostly calm me down.
Perhaps it would be easier for me if you did not constantly explain to me that this is my home.
They really don't have an easy time with me, you constantly have to get involved with me again.
My biography will surely help you.
If you manage to get involved in my world, I promise you that we will learn and experience a lot from, about and with each other.
There will be days when I would believe you. If I think the sky is pink and you say it is blue - who is right?
You or me?
Please don't help me feel like I'm completely crazy.
Yours Anna or rather your wife Meier-Müller-Schulze
Copyright Andrea Scherr