I've been disabled for four years. It's a tough life, but living has always been a struggle for me. I've got a wife and son. They must have thought they deserve better than be stuck with someone like me. I've made mistakes in my life, but i wish i hadn't because it torments me. I only hope the future is different to the past. I'm reminded of the song "How do you sleep at night?" which keeps me awake at night on most occasions So not only do i suffer with pain in the mornings, but i find it hard to sleep.
Add to that the nightmare that is SALT and you understand how depressing it is to be me. SALT (speech and language therapy) are the people that decide wat i can and cannot eat. I don't agree with them and wish (just once) they would justify their actions and get a judgement right. Every week they find something new to ban me from and i wonder why.
Things are really bad for me and i don't know of anyone who could put up with what i have to and on a regular basis too. How i manage to get through each day truly amazes me.
I should be encouraged to do better than i am doing, but everyday i face a wall of disapproval. The deprivation of liberties team should be fighting my corner, but they don't. I have to fight for myself and i can hardly talk. Talk about being left alone. I have and they don't care less that i have. There are so many things wrong with the system and some poor bastard is going to be left alone to face it.