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05-22-2007, 01:15 PM
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Wise Elder
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Some here know that I am planning to move and that I'm in the throes of looking for where that move will take me. I'm in a little denial about my level of disability and have been steered toward "assisted living" locations.
The thought of a place that smells like 8th grade biology has me in a serious cloud of despair. This is not how my plan was laid out, not what was supposed to become of my life. If I'm destined to be trapped indoors, I guess it doesn't much matter where I land, a bed is a bed. Sorry, I'm really not that whiney, there is a huge wash of reality staring me in the face, and I think I can hear its evil laughter.
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