B-"What do you do in college?"
M-"I'm doing my A levels"
B-"Why do you live in a homeless hostel"
M-"I was in care for three years and when I moved back in with my mum, things went back to the way it was before."
B-"You have done very well"
I cried for days, after this converstation.Not because it made me sad. But because, in some small way, it was worth struggling for five years, and watching my peers have everything and having nothing, for another human to to recognise me. Not my achievement, not my individuality, but me as a whole. Obescity, anxiety, drug abuse, survival, achievment, illness and see me.
Friday, 25 December 2009
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