“Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one”― Bruce Lee

It’s 4: 07 PM on day 2991 of my journey towards independence and I managed to pray, read a Bible verse and do some work

Today I was left with our temporary housekeeper since our permanent one is sick and so there I was in the bathroom for 10 minutes wondering should I  or shouldn’t I ask her to help me wipe after I peed and in the end I just couldn’t and so as soon as mom returns from work mom I need to change I’m wet to which she of course asks why didn’t you ask her to wipe you after you peed – we pay her to help you to which I say mom it’s embarrassing [imagine being 27 and needing a virtual stranger to help you wipe] the hardest part about my life is that even those who love me more than life will never really understand I will always have to explain –  it will always be a fight to get through the day and to live a meaningful life in the process. I am thankful every day that I have help but I HATE that i need help I feel like my pride is dwindling every single day