There’s so much I miss; driving and having the freedom to go anywhere when the mood takes me, going to work, being able to see people without booking them, being able to perform simple tasks without feeling like it’s a major acheivement, being able to run, being able to walk normally, being able to touch what I’m aiming for the first time, being able to have a day or just a minute that my head doesn’t feel like it’s going to explode, being able to taste everything, being able to get places without begging for a lift, being able to sleep properly, being able to have even a small amount of desire to wake up each morning…
I want to say that this too shall pass, but I didn’t like it when people said that to me. All I can say is that I admire you for still going despite everything stacked against you.