Injured in the most ironic way

A few days later I’m in my bed, trying to sleep alone with a bit vomit in my hair… how did I get here? Why can’t everything stay calm for a while? And why is nothing good ever going to happen to me?

The questions are many but the answers are 0.

A few days ago I was so happy that I met my cousin and her son, I went to the car and was about to sit down when I knocked my head in it, of course it hurts but I thought it would feel better tomorrow. Then it was a day in Sweden which we celebrate for some reason and my boyfriend wanted to go out and party and I didn’t felt for doing it. I was tired and felt dizzy. Yesterday everything felt worse and wasn’t hungry. I was afraid because everybody were so calm and my head felt like a bomb something was wrong. I cried because honestly just wanted to go home to mom so she could calm me down but I didn’t know how. My boyfriend and his mom thought we should go to the hospital so we did…I’ve got a concussion and I could do nothing about it. Today I went home and I’m honestly happy to be in my bed resting because that’s what I need to do but I still want my mom to comfort me and I am stressed about everything. If my life wasn’t good before it is worse right now.


Author: Ebba Katherine

My name is Ebba Katherine, I was born in Colombia 1995, I'm writing about my life as adopted with two families.

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