I can feel myself slipping. Things aren't going well. I'm trying. One procedure after another. Pain. Immobility. But still going...
It's this feeling of worthlessness that sneaks up on me when I'm so tired of doing it all without help or encouragement. I know I'll get through it, but that's the catch.
Like, the more I do alone, the more alone I become.
Like, the more I do alone, the more alone I become.
