I hate being disabled so much. There’s so much to do, but I’m far too triggered to even function, let alone actually get things done.
My parents expect me to just do it like nothing’s wrong. They’re trying their best, but they don’t understand. They’re good people, but they’re not equipped to parent someone like me.
I’m scared to even get out of bed in the mornings, and their voices are like nails down a chalkboard when I’m in this state.
I’m trying so hard, I promise I am, but I can’t do it, and it doesn’t help that they tell me I can’t.
I just want to be good, please tell me I’m good..
My parents expect me to just do it like nothing’s wrong. They’re trying their best, but they don’t understand. They’re good people, but they’re not equipped to parent someone like me.
I’m scared to even get out of bed in the mornings, and their voices are like nails down a chalkboard when I’m in this state.
I’m trying so hard, I promise I am, but I can’t do it, and it doesn’t help that they tell me I can’t.
I just want to be good, please tell me I’m good..
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