I blinked. It had been some time since I had been outside. Over a month by this point!
"I suppose that's okay," I said, a bit sullen by being forced to stay awake. "But I can only go if you push me in my wheelchair. Walking is really hard for me now..." As before, I felt pathetic for being so incapable of taking care of myself. However, the feeling had become muted; giving up on life felt oddly liberating. Holding onto the side of my bed, I managed to make my way into the wheelchair, still wearing my pajamas.
"I suppose that's okay," I said, a bit sullen by being forced to stay awake. "But I can only go if you push me in my wheelchair. Walking is really hard for me now..." As before, I felt pathetic for being so incapable of taking care of myself. However, the feeling had become muted; giving up on life felt oddly liberating. Holding onto the side of my bed, I managed to make my way into the wheelchair, still wearing my pajamas.