My body: holy shit we just climbed a mountain. I think I might collapse
Me: bitch no we walked up the stairs
After my PTSD was triggered I could no longer live with my childhood abuser. The stress caused me to get ill. I moved out so I wouldn't have to live with them. I'm Now temporarily living at with my girlfriend's now. My condition has been getting worse. I can't walk without a can. My lab results keep coming back normal, but I suspect I have pots.
ENOUGH WITH THIS SAD SHIT THOUGH
After several months of taking a social media break, I'm back! I want a community, a place to show my art, and maybe even make a business.
If you like my art, or are another chronically ill baddie, feel free to follow it even dm me (^_-)-☆