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Just yesterday. I escaped modern life for several hours, now I'm home again. I'd love a real holiday. Not just for a day, maybe two days, a week if I'm lucky.
For now, tears are my only comfort for when I feel so trapped; and I can't even manage to cry - I feel numb - I just know it will not be good.
Being trapped by my disability is not nice. Watching the world go by is often depressing and feels ever so lonesome. I'll aim to get on with things, yet things don't always aim to get on with me.
For now, tears are my only comfort for when I feel so trapped; and I can't even manage to cry - I feel numb - I just know it will not be good.
Being trapped by my disability is not nice. Watching the world go by is often depressing and feels ever so lonesome. I'll aim to get on with things, yet things don't always aim to get on with me.