I found out my health is deteriorating faster then it should. I wont be able to walk for at least a year and there is no guarantee i will be able to walk after that. My dream the thing ive fought for so hard my whole life, the thing that makes me try will soon be gone. The doctors are having to do some surgeries that i cant live with, and because of it me and my boyfriend broke up temporarily because he cant handle the stress, i started to become argumentative with everything out of fear. Which made him need space. which leaves me alone to sit with myself, today i cut my legs, arms and wrists i didnt get deep enough before i friend found me a