Sunday, February 12, 2012

The hardest part of this disorder...

... is the loss of control and independence.  I know what I stand to lose, so I follow every order, even if from doctor to doctor those orders conflict.

I just wish I was normal.

I'm still happy... but I can feel the low today...

...but I'm not scared. 

Because I believe in my family, my friends, and even the hospital staff...

I know they want what's best for me.  And I'm gonna make sure to fight and work towards tomorrow.

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