The Werehouse :
as a disabled person I wonder, I do think of the people my age, taking their last moment with the peaceful thoughts of "no more pain". Its a strange thing, and not present in every chronically ill person's life, there's many of us that wanna squeeze every last minute. But when you're exhausted, and you know you did all you could, fought every day, and you finally let your body rest, it feels like a good thought. Well, it also depends how that all goes, mental state, medication, support system and all. As my body deteriorates I mostly think of my family, and how much they want me to not give up. It's them sometimes, just them, pulling me from my bootstraps. I know it's not a common thing, or something people wanna mention, there's a lot of nuance in our disabled bodies and the society that surrounds us.
2026-09-17 18:18:34