Dorm Elevator
So, I live on the 7th floor in my dorm (the floors go Ground, then 1-8) and the elevator is broken. The past week and a half I have been going through a flare up and today I started to feel like I was going to be coming out of it soon which is perfect because finals are literally next week and now I am sitting in my dorm crying my eyes out because every joint in my body feels broken and I feel like no one at this university cares that people have disabilities. This is not the first time it has broken down, and I doubt it will be the last. I just feel so unimportant; I don’t feel like my needs matter at all. I feel so guilty for having my disability and so ashamed like this is my fault even though I know it isn’t and I hate this feeling. I hate feeling so helpless.
