Living with a disability

If it is within our means to make life better for others, what is there to hold us back?

DURING the early years, not a single day went by without me wishing that the whole ordeal was just a nightmare. It got to a point where I would hit my cheeks hard, hoping to wake up and put an end to my misery. The pain, however, did not come from the self-inflicted bruises on my face. When reality sank in like fangs, the emotional pain was unbearable.