I woke from an almost fatal blood infection when I was 14 years old. An ache in my back that got worse and worse until I couldn't sleep or speak. I was rushed to surgery after I collapsed and after five days, I regained consciousness.
The nurses contacted my mother and when she arrived, she asked me, "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?".
I didn't understand. I didn't know where I was or what year it was.
I said I was sorry.
She look around to see if anyone was watching and she slapped my face HARD!
I accidentally tore the drip out of my hand.
My mother said, "It's my birthday you fucking little piece of shit".
That was the moment I realized this had to end. The strangest thing was that I felt relieved.
That wasn't the worst of it, but it's explains everything nicely.
I woke from an almost fatal blood infection when I was 14 years old. An ache in my back that got worse and worse until I couldn't sleep or speak. I was rushed to surgery after I collapsed and after five days, I regained consciousness.
The nurses contacted my mother and when she arrived, she asked me, "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?".
I didn't understand. I didn't know where I was or what year it was.
I said I was sorry.
She look around to see if anyone was watching and she slapped my face HARD!
I tore the drip out of my hand.
My mother said, "It's my birthday you fucking little piece of shit".
That was the moment I realized this had to end. The strangest thing was that I felt relieved.
That wasn't the worst of it, but it's explains everything nicely.
I woke from an almost fatal blood infection when I was 14 years old. An ache in my back that got worse and worse until I couldn't sleep or speak. I was rushed to surgery after I collapsed and after five days, I regained consciousness.
The nurses contacted my mother and when she arrived, she asked me, "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?".
I didn't understand. I didn't know where I was or what year it was.
I said I was sorry.
She look around to see if anyone was watching and she slapped my face.
I tore the drip out of my hand.
My mother said, "It's my birthday you fucking little piece of shit".
That was the moment I realized this had to end. The strangest thing was that I felt relieved.
That wasn't the worst of it, but it's explains everything nicely.
I woke from an almost fatal blood infection when I was 14 years old. An ache in my back that got worse and worse until I couldn't sleep or speak. I was rushed to surgery after I collapsed and after five days, I regained consciousness.
The nurses contacted my mother and when she arrived, she asked me, "Well, what do you have to say for yourself?".
I didn't understand. I didn't know where I was or what year it was.
I said I was sorry.
She look around to see if anyone was watching and she slapped my face.
I tore the drip out of my hand.
My mother said, "It's my birthday you fucking little piece of shit".
That was the moment I realized this had to end. The strangest thing was that I felt relieved.