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Post by galatea on Sept 19, 2012 10:21:26 GMT -8
 GALATEAtwenty-two | female | player | crest of hope | hanaThe CharacterThe doctor's solemn expression and tired eyes are a vision that remain as clear to me today as they were then. I had been diagnosed with Paraplegia he'd told me, and I'd flinched at the unforgiving, almost cruel nature of the word. Of course - even while I'd remained caught in the midst of the wreckage of the accident - I'd known that something was horribly awry. I'd lost all of the sensation in the lower half of my body. Panic had begun to set in, and the last thing I could remember before having fallen unconscious was the shrill sound of an approaching siren. I'd spent years forcing myself to endure various therapies and rehabilitation programs. And while I knew I had to try to maintain my faith in the treatments, it wasn't long before I'd fallen into a very severe depression. It seemed to me, that life was hardly worth living. Everything I did was impeded by this newfound disability of mine. But worse than that, was the constant pity scrawled across the faces of everyone around me. I was helpless and frightened beyond all imagining, and they could sense that. As a result I was handled much like a wild, neglected animal. And then eventually, even close friends grew distant. Almost as though my crumbling composure and delicate circumstances offended them.
Despite the initial onset of anger and resentment that threatened to swallow me whole, I persevered. The desire to prove my own fortitude was overwhelming, and I found myself embracing it.
For a long time I had been convinced it was forever lost to me. But I'd found it again, along with the miracle that had manifested itself in the form of a new virtual reality game. They were calling it Digimon Online, and it's popularity was sweeping across the country like wildfire. It was a miracle to me in the sense that - despite being simulated and only a temporary reprieve - it granted me the ability to walk again. To remember what it felt like to be free from the restraints of tragedy. As of late, it seems as though I've been spending more and more time in the game, almost unable to force myself to face the hard, brutal truth that is reality. I want to lose myself in this place forever.
But does that make me a coward, or simply human?
The RPername mel works just fine.
face claim yuugioh, kisara.
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