
silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
It's been three years since the accident that left me in this hospital bed. It was a car crash on my way to work, and I don't remember much about it except for the sound of shattering glass and the feeling of pain. After the surgery, I spent months recovering, trying to get back to normal life. But things didn't go as planned. I developed chronic pain that wouldn't go away no matter what treatment or medication they gave me.
People around me started noticing changes in my behavior too. I became anxious all the time, and my mood swings were intense. Even simple tasks like getting out of bed would leave me exhausted for hours afterward. My family tried to be supportive, but it was clear that they didn't know how to deal with someone who wasn't just feeling down – someone who genuinely felt like dying some days.
It's been tough finding the right balance between managing my pain and trying to live a somewhat normal life. Some people don't understand why I'm not "over" it yet, or why I still can't do things that used to be easy for me. But all they have to do is look at my face to see how much this has changed me – it's like looking into the eyes of someone else entirely.
I've been a nurse since I was 21 years old. During my time working in hospitals, I became passionate about helping those who need care and support when going through their own struggles. My experiences have taught me valuable lessons