It's going on 6 months since i have basically been held captive in my home because the wound from the amputation isn't healing so i can get my leg back.
My days pass by uneventfully. i've gained weight since i'm unable to move around very well. i live in fear that i am going to fall again. i'm so lonely. And my depression has such a tight hold on me, i'm honestly ready to let go of life.
i question everything, but rarely in a positive way.
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