I’m a writer
I’m always in pain
My childhood was forged in chronic pain or the promise of it given my genetic condition and resulting disability.
I don’t experience emotions enough and I definitely don’t share enough with the people I love. I’m afraid they’ll love me differently.
So I write.
But when I write, it hurts. My body rejects the truth of the words my mind needs to pour out.
I fainted recently, overwhelmed by the reality that I had lost everything.
So I was starting over, again.
This is the human condition, I understand. But I rebel against the injustice. Will it make a difference? I just need to know.