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There is a space somewhere between fact and fiction. I believe this is where you go when you are not conscious; another dimension where you can look back on your past while still watching your present in slow motion. It is an out of body experience as I watch myself lie on the ground bleeding. I become ashamed. ‘I’m not even fighting. Why am I not fighting? Wake up!’ I hover over my body as if I have the power to protect myself from what is happening. Everything moves in slow motion when you are watching yourself lie on the ground in a pool of blood. Reality has no bearing on the situation. I no longer care about why this is happening, or how this is happening, I just want it to stop.
That was the day I lost all hope and today is the day I recover it. I am a new person. I am not a disease. I am not defined by others or illness. I define myself.
