Stop. Stop it. I'm going crazy over a person again. Will I ever learn?
No. This person is different. They understand me. They want to be my friend. I'm not talking about feeling overwhelmed or over-compensating. This friendship is authentic, and they're on the same wavelength as me. No matter how they define themself, I have to be friends with them. No matter what. It just feels real. It feels so natural being around them. I feel different around them. And yet not at all. I have someone who sees me. I'm not a ghost now.
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Love From Me
Non-FictionA short anthology about my experiences of being a disabled person living in the 21st Century in Australia. Love From Me is about me having Cerebral Palsy and me coming to terms with it. In retrospect, for people who have known me, you know that I ne...
