I appear to be ok with my lot in life. Even with my current illness that has left me in a wheelchair and in constant pain, I keep smiling and laughing.
Inside i’m dying, i’m not waving, i’m drowning.
I am far from happy with my living situation. I am far from happy about my current treatment both in and out of hospital.
All i can do each day before i get out of bed, is remind myself that i am another day stronger than yesterday.
If many of the people i see everyday realised what it takes for me to even get out of bed, let alone get dressed, get out of the house and do anything else…. I have a feeling that they would be shocked.
Every day I have to remind myself that I have to be stronger, I have to never give in or give up. I owe it to my family, my friends, and myself.
After being Hermione’s friend for 7 years, Harry still hasn’t understood how fucking badass she is. :P
He pulls the same face
GRANGER DANGER GRANGER DANGER
Two smileys that describe my life right now….
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Fuck it all.