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I WAS LOST WALKING THROUGH THE SCRUB IT WAS COLD, WET I FELT A TIREDNESS DEEP WITHIN WHEN I HEARD A RIPPLE – A CRY LIKE THE CRY OF A TRAPPED OR WOUNDED ANIMAL. I LOOKED AHEAD AND ALLOWED MYSELF TO SEE BEYOND MY OWN DARKNESS. I SAW A SAPLING. OR WHAT I THOUGHT WAS…
Read MoreThe first thing I learned from chronic pain is that hope is dangerous. It took the first couple of years of regular punishment and debilitating pain to realise that if I allowed myself to hope, I would convince myself I could pretend to be normal. And if I did something normal… ate something normal, walked…
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