I wish I could come up with some clever reaction to the recent deaths of disabled peoples in the last few months. It would make things easier. Asymp; Leave a comment.

Colour my damn world! Here I am on the same road again. No more anything just the end. As I write I create a picture. That in the end makes my blood even thicker. Im clueless no longer with a voice. My last move, my everything, my choice. Time flies by and here I stand. Just a memory I hope you understand. On a rainy day im the shades of hollow shades of blue. No longer that bright shade that I thought I knew. My steps recently have me constantly outta wack.

There is actually no truth to be discovered; there is only error to be exposed. If a man beats the shit out of his wife, we would expect her to quickly divorce him and walk away with her dignity intact.

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From my own personal stance, I would not want to be kept alive by machine for a prolonged time. Certainly not if there was no hope for my recovery. If Terry felt the same way, I believe that her wishes should have been carried out.