Well, I posted something in March, and it isn't here.
It was about the joys of driving to work with non-functional legs. And making it there just fine. And figuring out how to walk through the parking lot and into the building. And making it there just fine. And no one noticing...
When it happened in January, I thought, wow, I'm good at hiding this. When it happened a second time, in March, I got depressed about it. Am I even noticed at school? Do I have so little impact that people don't even see how hard I have to work just to walk?
Well, then I found out I was getting displaced. Again. And I went through about 36 hours of moping, and then turned myself around. I realized that it's time for me to do something else, I just had to open myself up to the possibilities so that I would find that new path. And I did! New school, new philosophy of education, new responsibilities -- all for the better!
And then I stopped posting in here. Oops. My bad.
