I am back home for about a month now. Here is a very blah entry with lots of teenage angst for you to enjoy:
I am no longer getting stronger. My body is no longer improving. I have no new feeling or movement in my legs. I am the same as I was months ago. I am not going to walk. Or run. Or skip. I will never feel the warm sand in between my toes and I will never feel the wet grass beneath my feet. These are horrible truths that are in my face right now. Horrible, horrible realities. Realities I have been dwelling on and questioning, and wishing weren't real.
<3 <3 <3
I have a lot of thoughts click clacking in my head right now. I really want to publish them. Thank you to everyone who keeps pressuring me to.
Here is another photo of my baby girl.
i visited her class not to long ago. Maybe I should write about that.
I am supposed to be asleep now but I just got very thinky and needed to write. Sorry mom.
Much big love to everyone.