Jan, 21st 2022. I thought I knew pain before this date. I was sorely mistaken. The words don’t exist to describe this, so I won’t try. But I do have the words to describe the gratitude for everything that makes this pain possible.
Just a young black man in a wheelchair with a story to tell. These are my thoughts, my passions, my life.
Jan, 21st 2022. I thought I knew pain before this date. I was sorely mistaken. The words don’t exist to describe this, so I won’t try. But I do have the words to describe the gratitude for everything that makes this pain possible.