Oh my god! I wouldn’t be able to speak for a week! That would be so amazing!
Tell me who you ship me with.
It can be any fictional character, or real person. If I don’t know them, I may ask for an explanation, though.
Posting this as an experiment. I have a few ideas, but what does everyone else think?
I’d like to think I handle being disabled pretty damned well. I don’t let it stand in my way, and I’m rarely depressed about it. The only thing that really gets me mad is wanting to do something and not having the ability to do it.
My geology lab from this week is 100% things I have no ability to do. It’s all accurate drawing of 3D map structures. If my drawings aren’t accurate, it effects the grade. On top of that, I need to study for a calc exam, which requires me to actually write (on my touch screen) which is possible, but painful as hell. I have a calc exam on Monday.
I don’t think I can do this Geology lab. I want to, because I’m an A student. This would be the third lab I will have taken a zero on, meaning I’d have NO chance of getting an A in that class. I’m so angry that this is simply because I don’t physically have the ability to do it. Mentally, I understand this perfectly.
I’m so angry at my shitty, worthless hand and the doctor who fucked it up. It’s done more to damage my life than any one other single act. I fucking hate this hand. I wish I could just cut it off and use a prosthetic. It would work a million times better and might even stop hurting all the time.
Fuck!! I hate this shit!!!