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I live in split reality unreconciled duality And wait with anxious, twisting hands For someone to say they understand.
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Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 12:04 AM UTC
Hidden Disability
I live in split reality unreconciled duality And wait with anxious, twisting hands For someone to say they understand.
Straddling two worlds is exhausting. "Sick me" wants compassion and flexibility, "healthy me" wants independence and the same high standards from others. Juggling both identities is a daily challenge.
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Mar 7, 2021
Mar 7, 2021 at 12:04 AM UTC
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