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10:07 p.m. | Monday, Jul. 01, 2002
being me sucks ass alot of the time My feeling of dread for the party was justified. I know why I didn't want to go. I remember other parties just the same as this. I sit in the middle of it all or in a corner and I’m completely by myself. Nobody talks to me, they talk around me. I try to speak up and get one word in but I’m usually not heard (I speak too quietly). I see people that I would like to get to know but it's never going to happen because I’m not like them. I can't dress like them because I have to dress for comfort. I can't act like them because I’m in a wheelchair. I feel fragile and nobody in the presence of people my age having a good time. I also feel very very ignored.
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Canada, Saskatchewan, Saskatoon, , English, , Female, 26-30, Reading.