My legs and half of my fingers.. my happiness and will to live.
I became a triple amputee 8.5 years ago and I HATE what I am now and I hate being here… I fought to survive for my mum, niece and nephews.. I KNOW I’m a disappointment and I feel it every single day, and if it wasn’t for the fact that I would disappoint those 4 people even more if I ‘left this plateau’.. I wouldn’t be here… I fight this battle every day and it’s been an even darker than usual time for the last few weeks…