#gaaah.

You know how I've mentioned before that when I was younger and didn’t obey my limits and didn’t understand what was going on, I'd have to drag myself across the floor?

Since adjusting my life so that I obey certain limits, I haven't had this problem..... but last night when I was escaping that dog, I put incredible strain on my lower body. It felt bad immediately after.

But this morning is worse. It feels like those days coming home from or waking up after college--legs incredibly weak, heavy, and barely able to move--shortly before they'd completely give out and not come back for the day.

I really really wish I could use my wheelchair right now, I really need it, but this apartment is very much not wheelchair accessible. I could use my forearm crutches but I'd still be at high risk of collapsing and the risk of injury would be greater with crutches in the way.

I’ve convinced myself that he does have some genuine feelings for Ben??