I sleep til 11 almost every day and I feel awful, but I might as well just stay in bed as long as I can. I’m not going to accomplish anything anyway. I miss being able to work. At least then I was a useful part of society. What am I know? A disabled lump of flesh wasting away in a dark house. At least I haven’t been granted disability funding so I’m not leeching off the taxpayers yet.

I want to be able to work.