My mind is a container filled to the rim with significant ideas and creativity, but my hands are severed from it by anxiety, depression and PTSD. The worst of it is that no one else can see the excruciating pain I experience daily. I am handicapped by the invisible! Please...some one, anyone, provide me with a morsel of heartening.
R.G.Ress
"A life lived for others is a life worthwhile."-Einstein