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I feel that I am totally alone and no one cares if I am dead! I had to endure being laughed at being I was incontinent. It was written on tafe college in the heart of town. I was even followed around during breaks and called names, that would surround me. The only safe place was the chapel. The teachers were just as bad. My health problem was cause by doctors neglient operation. I have had 48 operations! I never can be cured. I have been a carer for both parents since I was 18 years. They died in 1988 (Mum) and 2010 (Dad). My brother was killed in a motorcycle accident. He was 24 years. Now I feel that I am useless and and unloved. I am 50 years of age and nothing to look forward to. I find the daily tasks of life meanlingless because no one cares!
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