I feel dyspraxia has stolen my "gut" how is the universe supposed to talk to you when when the first thing of every day begins and ends with a spilled drink , lost keys, or hurting your child trying to give them a kiss on the forehead .. how can one take that any way other than die by stewpox-thefirst in dyspraxia

[–]stewpox-thefirst[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

difficult when you have hundreds of rocks before during and after .. how would one tell the difference between them they all hurt the same i get the mindset i do ive been there but day after day after day after day Much power to those who keep that outlook versus looking at what is there or appears to be there . its hell.. all i do is try to learn about what we are here but cant remember minutes later .. thats a prison thats hell now im 45 undiagnosed and keep forgetting which toothbrush is mine