You will stand up. I will not. I am my way not my will. You will stand up. Please.
You will go to the hand sanitizer. Cogito, ergo non sum.
Sweating you already have it nothing hurts like this you’ve already got it stop please God stop
you’ll never be free of this you’ll never be free of this you’ll never get your self back you’ll never get your self back
do you want to die of this do you want to die of this because you will you will you will you will you will you will.
I pulled myself to standing. For a moment, I thought I might faint as the pain blazed through me.
I grabbed hold of the IV pole and took a few shuffling steps.
I heard my mom stirring. I didn’t care.
Pressed the dispenser, rubbed the foam all through my hands.
Pressed it again, and shoved a scoop of it into my mouth.
“Aza, what are you doing?” my mom asked.
I was so fucking embarrassed, but I did it again, because I had to.
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