Help is something I’m not used to asking for. You see, I’m one of those chronic illness people whose body is broken. But, my mind still remembers what I used to be able to do. …
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Help is something I’m not used to asking for. You see, I’m one of those chronic illness people whose body is broken. But, my mind still remembers what I used to be able to do. …