TW: Swearing, medical struggles, mommy & daddy issues.
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Extra info: I have flat feet. That means I don't have an arch on my feet, it's just FLAT as the term says. This causes a lot of problems with my walk, muscles. It's also chronic pain-I hate my body. I know most people with dysmorphia and dysphoria can relate to that.
But, more specifically, I hate my feet. I hate all of my body, but my feet? That's legit my least favorite.
Because of my flat feet, walking for too long SUCKS. I am working on getting treatment, yes, but it's slow bc American healthcare sucks-
My feet and legs hurt all the damn time. The pain varies depending on how much I've used them, but they always do at least a little bit. I have these arch support things in my shoes that "help the arch form" (I've had those mfs for years, they aren't doing shit.)
Now, I have this damn boot that is supposed to help with pain.
And it doesn't help that my mother isn't the most... Sympathetic of it.
I mean.... she tries, ig. It's hella half-assed the most of the time.
Usually, it's an annoyance for her, that her "wonderful child" now has actual need that can't be ignore.
She takes me to physical therapy and buys the things I need, yes. But anything else? Half assed, begrudgingly, or not done at all. And then she whines to me about how she is overwhelmed with my issues. (Victim blaming ngl)
My dad, meanwhile, is just... not there. He's too busy with work to really help much. Most of the time, he forgets about my condition and is a very "suck it up" type. Also half caring sympathy, more so out of necessity than anything.
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