I Didn’t Forget to Hurt You

It’s not personal. It’s not intentional. It’s not planned. Don’t be offended. I don’t do it on purpose. I don’t have control over it. I try to work around it, but sometimes I miss it. Being mistreated, and having the people you care about assume the worst, is so hurtful. I have missed funerals, beenContinue reading “I Didn’t Forget to Hurt You”

To Be Honest, I’m P*ssed

When I look at my life and what it is, versus what it could be with supports, it’s the most gut-wrenching, soul destroying feeling in the pit of my stomach…. I think the thing that makes it most bile-like is knowing that I could have had a completely different life, if my society was notContinue reading “To Be Honest, I’m P*ssed”