The problem with always being in pain, and subsequently taking medication so that you are not is that sometimes you wind up seriously hurting yourself and not noticing.
Like how I twisted my knee going down the stairs the other day, and only just now realised that it's seriously fucked up because holy shit it's really swollen and kind of bruised. Which I didn't notice because I live in pyjama pants and don't look at my knees very often.
It's times like this I long to be back in a place of my own, where I don't have to feel guilty about spending several hours in a hot bath. Fucking damnit, my mum wants me to go Christmas shopping with her tomorrow, and I'm not sure I'll be able to. This is not fun.
Like how I twisted my knee going down the stairs the other day, and only just now realised that it's seriously fucked up because holy shit it's really swollen and kind of bruised. Which I didn't notice because I live in pyjama pants and don't look at my knees very often.
It's times like this I long to be back in a place of my own, where I don't have to feel guilty about spending several hours in a hot bath. Fucking damnit, my mum wants me to go Christmas shopping with her tomorrow, and I'm not sure I'll be able to. This is not fun.