🚫🚫🚫 Loud Is Not Allowed 🚫🚫🚫 🛑🛑🛑 Not Looking For Pity 🛑🛑🛑 I have lost many things becoming disabled. I bet the most important things I miss most are not what you would think they are. ☹️ - sleeping in a bed ( I haven’t slept in a bed in over 5 years.) ☹️- the luxury of a sick day ( I’m on disability so I’m not allowed to feel bad even when I feel bad) ☹️- friends (nobody calls or visits anymore, my cat is my best friend now) ☹️- my voice (if I don’t have something positive to say, I’m embracing the victim mentality) ☹️- peace (never a moment or position without pain, EVER) ☹️- value ( I sit/recline at home on my a$$, tired? “Why you don’t work” pain medicine? “Why You’re just a drug addict” Help? “Hold on; in a minute; I forgot; its not my job) ☹️- living (social distancing? Been that way for over a year. Death by Covid-19? Would be quicker than the slow death I’m experiencing now) I’m not suicidal, I don’t have to be. I’m slowly being erased as we speak. I’m also too exhausted from trying to be sick and disabled according to society’s standards. https://www.instagram.com/p/B-OFeGDFPN-/?igshid=1j5n8a60q1u6n












