All I can remember is this:
Having distinct, whole, formed sentances thoughts, and as much as I struggled little to no words would come out. Everyone around me struggled to understand.
And I was suddenly frustrated, not only at my inability to communicate what I needed, but the realization that I physically could not. I was trapped in a body that didn't work the way I expected it to. I heard the hush around me as everyone came to terms with the fact that I was "handicapped."
"No, I'm not retarded or anything. I have thoughts, I'm thinking, I have real sensible thoughts!" But all that came out were simple words.
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