I keep thinking of all the things I want to accomplish. From stupid little things like building my Lego sets to bigger things like sorting though all my stuff to organizing and weed through everything. I also want to find my inventory of stuff I have made to sell it off.
The problem is, I can’t move. If i drop something, it stays dropped until I ask someone to pick it up. If there is something out of reach of my bed, it stays out of reach until so m eone can reach it for me. I think those around me are getting sick of me asking for stuff and I know I am sick of asking.
So I feel stuck; stuck in my bed; stuck not getting anything done; stuck dependant on others for every little thing. Worst of all I feel stuck in my room alone. I don’t go anywhere but dialysis and I dont see any outside of my family. I only see them when I-ve summoned them to help me.
Disability sucks; take care of yourself.
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