I went to a party sat night and saw some of our favorite out of town cousins. They were a bit shocked to see me with my eye patch and had just learned of my newest brain bleed. It is the first time in my life when you understand how people feel when you are "different?" They feel sorry for you, they don't know what they should do about their feelings and what to say to you.
One never thinks or is ready to be "different"...
You appreciate their concern and want them to be concerned, but, you are wishing it was somebody else. How could it possible be me? I'm too young is a popular answer, well, you are never too young.
How could it possibly be me?
Disabled?
Dis?
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