My Life Shattered Into Small Pieces

The Story

I never imagined that I would need to write my story to make it easier for me. Maybe that's what I'm hoping for now. Two years ago I had everything. I had a serious relationship, success at university and a good job. I also had many friends who would later find out that they were not my friends. It all started then. 2 years ago. I had a motor accident. It wasn't my fault, but God chose me to pay the price. The consequences - a motionless leg, impaired speech and inability to fully move his arms and legs. My brain is not damaged, but people can't hear it. I can write it, but hardly anyone will understand what hell I live in. My smile is artificial. I put it on so that my parents don't feel bad. Me! I just realized that my eyes do a wonderful tear function. And so. It all started then. My friend left me, which I don't blame her for, after all I'm a wreck. It's weird how at one point you get up in the morning, run to the kitchen to eat something, and then go out on the streets free. You walk away and don't even realize how great a treasure this is. Until at some point you remain locked up 24/7 nailed to the bed waiting for your doom. I would like to tell all this to someone close, but I can't. I would like to go to university again, but I can't. I would like to surprise my girl again at 03:00 at night with a bouquet of flowers and share with her how important she is to me. And now she's important, and now I'm glad she's happy, but it's not the same. I hope one day I have a chance not to ride a motorcycle. If only I could go back in time ... Here's some advice from me. No matter how many problems you have. Whatever problems you have. Will you fail at work, will they break your exam, whether you will fall in a race. Remember! You have the chance to try again and again. It may not be today, but try tomorrow. If you want to be with a girl, be honest with him. Show your love and you will see that it will come back to you.

Last Updated
September 17, 2020
Author:
kasper_aiv

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