Sometimes, even at three in the afternoon, the hardest thing for me to do is stay awake. That’s not unusual if you’re elderly, but I’m only thirty-something. For years I thought it was just me. At school, I tried to snooze in silence. A typical school day would leave me weary, but exam time would leave me exhausted to the point of not being able to hold a coherent conversation.
If this sounds familiar, be comforted by the fact that it is not just you. From my experience, what I refer to as my sleepy monkey
is just another added bonus of the CP fun ship
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Freya
Halves and crayons
I was watching one of those make over shows last night where one of the contestants had recently had his leg amputated. In the end, they gave him a new ‘high tech’ prosthetic leg and he commented that, as a result, he felt like a ‘whole’ person for the first time since his accident.
It’s a very personal issue. We will all have a different perspective on it. I understand his sentiment. I understand the feeling of being ‘less’ or ‘not as good’ when I compare myself to others (which we should never do, but do anyway … particularly as women). That said, I have to add that I’ve never felt ‘incomplete’ because of my disability or any other reason.
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