If the truth be told, I’m struggling a lot with the freedom that others around me have that I do not. Call me selfish or self-centred, but this is my place to tell the truth, is it not?

I feel like every new accomplishment that those around me make, is a stab in the heart, a reminder of what I will never be able to do.

Sometimes it feels like everything is that. Every party I cannot attend, every mess I cannot clean, every drink I cannot make for myself. Sometimes, it’s really hard to exist in the world when it feels like everything I can not do is everywhere.

For that reason, this question is not reasonable or sensible to me. It simply doesn’t bother thinking about it because it will never happen.

That said, I would love to visit America, and perhaps Malta.