traumatic BRAIN injury does NOT equal stupid. *GASP*

i'm gonna address the elephant in the room (it feels like i've brought this up MANY times before because i've been doing it so long)- i do my range of motion exercises at the counter EVERY single day. followed by lifting weights and my neck stretches along with my range of motion exercises in BED EVERY NIGHT. proof of that would be that i'd be in MUCH WORSE condition if i hadn't. going to a place that doesn't want me to progress because of LIABILITY bullshit is the LEAST of my priorities. so they can continue looking like they ACTUALLY HELP clients get stronger. just so assholes who can't give me the time of day and/or even answer the fuckin phone when the emergency room calls them can LOOK LIKE THEY ACTUALLY give a fuck about me and/or support me and/or whatever else bullshit you honkeys are into. i can't even count on ANY of my friends to check in how i'm doing- they'd much rather read my blog and criticize my life. I KNOW YOU LIKE TO THINK YOUR SHIT DON'T STANK BUT LEAN A LITTLE BIT CLOSER.. ROSES REALLY SMELL LIKE POO OO OO. what comes around, goes around, sucka. maybe i'm just being paranoid about the friends thing but when NONE of your friends reach out to you for probably around.. 10 years or so.. you start to think. i wonder if they're stuck on "respect your elders" bullshit and they don't wanna talk to someone who talks about how their parents treated them and since it wasn't the typical loving/supportive family relationship.. they don't know what to say to me because they haven't experienced it themselves to have an opinion? people don't consider other people like that.. so i kinda doubt it. but SHIT ON ME for ACTUALLY wanting to live life like a NORMAL, CONSTRUCTIVE WORKING CITIZEN of this country. RIGHT AMANDA? WTF MAKES ME THINK I BELONG ANYWHERE OTHER THAN COURAGE KENNY?! MY DAMN RESUME- THAT'S WHAT. i DO have work experience that i managed to get.. was harder for me than the average bear to get but I GOT IT. next time you wanna attempt to make yourself ACTUALLY look like you care for me by neglecting EVERYTHING i've done (i even have cell phone videos of me walking at courage kenny when i went there at least 10 yrs ago on FACEBOOK to prove it since you obviously would rather backtrack my life so you can look super kewliez to your physical therapist in-law!)- DON'T. CUT THE BULLSHIT. you can't even return any of my calls or answer the phone for the emergency room when they call you- I COULD BE DEAD. doesn't concern you since i don't regress my abilities and attend courage kenny! seriously- just butt the fuck out. you and my mom just want me to backtrack my progress so i'm distracted and too old and frail to move where i ACTUALLY WANT to live. my mom because misery loves company and she doesn't wanna see someone who dealt with basically the same shit she did- do better than her, because it'd prove how lazy she REALLY is.. and amanda because then she'd feel better about not helping me do what she told her aunt she'd do. YOU DICKS TREAT ME LIKE I'M A COMPLETE MORON WHO DOESN'T UNDERSTAND EXACTLY WHAT SHE WANTS. JUST STOP. JUST BECAUSE I HAVE A BRAIN INJURY DOES NOT MAKE ME STUPID. PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES. *GASP* SORRY FOR INCONVENIENCING YOU WITH ACTUALLY CARING ABOUT WHO AND WHAT I ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR MY LIFE. mind your business, dicks. i've been through MORE shit in life than you could ever handle.