Just a secret.
Everyone’s asking me what I want for my birthday.
1. To celebrate my birthday with my parents.
2. To not be in pain anymore. I can’t take it. I’m physically hurting 24/7. People who don’t have chronic pain, don’t know. I hope they never know. It’s unrelenting. The pain meds they give me, ask give me an ulcer. I can’t eat most food. My diabetes prevents me from having sweets. It’s hard. I can’t eat, I can’t walk well. I can’t sleep. It’s tough to find anything that brings me happiness.
3. So, I’d like to find my happy again.
If all of that is impossible, I’d settle for a friend. Well, if that’s still to much, if I’m being selfish. I’d be okay with you taking my last breath and give it to someone who deserves it. I’m beginning to feel like a waste.
