Friday, June 18, 2010
I have just come from the hospital. While I was there I was put in isolation, meaning everyone who entered my room had to put on a yellow gown, and when I left my room I had to wear a yellow gown.
I suddenly knew how it feels to be different, to be distrusted. I know to some small degree how people must have felt when forced to wear the star in Germany. The emotions ran deep and hard.
I was sad to be held separate from the people around me. It hurt me deeply to be identified as someone of danger to others. I find it difficult to deal with my feelings about the incident, it went way too deep, beyond rational thinking, to gut level.
I hope never to have that experience again. I don’t know how to deal with feelings at that primordial level. But, I know now how deeply isolation can hurt.