losing who we were.
everyone knows that you'd break your neck to keep your chin up."
"chin up, kid."
that's all i get from the pitying yet somehow still disapproving glances of teachers as i try my hardest to keep my head off the desk,
from "friends" who "really hope" that riley will be able to fix "this," ("this," being the disease they forgot i had),
from parents who can't seem to grasp that i can't take care of a puppy, do my homework, AND vacuum the floor all in one night without completely mentally shutting down,
from the doctors who keep reminding me to sit it out, wait for the medicine to kick in, try my hardest to stay positive.
well, ive tried my hardest not to let this consume me, but i'm tired of waiting.
today was absolutely horrid, except for finding another goodwill polaroid (yellow with flash, this time, at half the price.)
i get more labs done tomorrow, then finally go back to riley on the 9th.
and you bet i'm
counting.
down.
the.
da
y
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