u/Legitimate-Shoe-7514

The last day in April. Everyday in May looks so far and exhausting. I should be planning things to do since my leg is healed. I should be starting new ventures and building back up my life after being bed ridden. Now I am even more stuck than before. I feel as if there’s no point in doing anything for myself. I continue to work for others but there use to be so much stuff I wanted for myself. I never thought I would see the day where I don’t want to do Jiu-Jitsu anymore. I love jiu jitsu I just don’t think my mind can handle it. I don’t understand why. I feel like a shell of my own body. I use to not know what that means when people said it. I understand now. Why did it take me so long to grow up.I miss being a kid and the only worry was my parents. If only I could go back in time.