My health is in question
Adding this to my plate has become a major burden in the circumstances I live.
Like my body is sort of a partner who no longer wants me. It's akin to various betrayals, bullied by my body, it throwing me away, without explanation.
Like evey day... But worse right now.
Without my laptop to write... I should use paper and pen.. But that's hard to hide from the prying snoop I endure. Barely.
I might need surgery again this year? The potential for more tests looms, and waiting for results while suffering is very hard.
Like my body is sort of a partner who no longer wants me. It's akin to various betrayals, bullied by my body, it throwing me away, without explanation.
Like evey day... But worse right now.
Without my laptop to write... I should use paper and pen.. But that's hard to hide from the prying snoop I endure. Barely.
I might need surgery again this year? The potential for more tests looms, and waiting for results while suffering is very hard.

