Thursday, September 18, 2008
sleeping
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
the pain is too much
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Poem
Today I feel like I have failed.
Failed my loved ones
Failed Myself
Failed my God
Failed everyone else.
My deep sadness has overcome me
I need help, but I can’t do it
Where does one get help?
Where does one start?
I scared my family last night
I called them and could hardly breath
So worked up, so upset, so hurt
But the love in their voice calmed me down
I lay on my floor
curled up in a little ball
If only my back was not fused,
I could curl up a little more
I try for a little more, to be tighter and tighter
Only feeling pain where I don't bend farther
Rocking myself like I am in a rocking chair
trying to clear my mind
Of all the things that are in it.
Abuse,
Medical debt,
Injury,
Hurting heart,
longing to be held
no one comes to my aid
How I wish I could’ve transported
My brother and/or my sister
to give me their amazing hugs of comfort
but alas that could not happen
My stomach is on fire,
My heart beating irregular
I cried myself to sleep
to a dreamless sleep
Today I will try harder,
Try to be a little better
not let these things that hurt me so much
effect me so badly
I just want someone to be there to hold me
To tell me everything will be alright
I want to be numb, but I don’t want to be numb
Today is another day
with the hopes of it being a better day
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
My Life since the accident...
Friday, June 27, 2008
Christopher Reeves
to be alone or to not be alone...that is the question...
I realize that my fused back is who I am. I had a person make lots of comments about my back limitations. Who are people to tell ME…MY limitations?!?! I am over trying to argue with people and trying to tell them I know myself better than them. They say they worry about it and won’t have fun because they are worrying about it. That is BS and I am over it! My back has problems, and it has helped turned me into the person I am today, but it does not define me every day. It does not inhibit me from living and enjoying life. What really hurts the most about it all is people don’t invite me or don’t want to come because I cannot be “hardcore” enough or won’t be doing “hardcore” enough things for them. I hate being the 2nd person or the last resort person. If the person can’t find people to be “hardcore” with, then they call me. This has happened with lots of people since breaking my back. It sure makes me feel like the lowly of lowliest people in the world. Why do people treat people with a physical aliment so different and they just can’t get over it? It sucks…I hate it, I am over it and I am over it making me feel like less of a person. I am not less of a person for my chronic injury…and I will not be tolerated being treated like it. I will not cause drama with it, but I will not be sad and sit around and feel sorry for myself. I will get up and go do it and do it by myself if I have to. I have done a lot of things by myself since breaking my back and there is not thing that has to change that now. It would be nice to not be along, but maybe that is just my calling in life. So at the start of this blog it was not a good day....but I will turn it into a good day by myself.