I lay there day after day.

Looking at the same room day after day.

Eating my three meals day after day.

Watching the same shows day after day.

What if I made different choices?

Would I still have ended up here?

Was this fate?

Who am I?

Am I just unlucky...Yes

Am I a prisoner...Yes

Am I paralyzed...Yes

Will that stop me...No

Lol, just kidding.

Of course it will.

Do I look like a super hero???

Strokes suck

Can't talk right

Can't walk

Can't feed myself

Can't live on my own

Can't sit up

Can't wipe myself

They say, try to think of the positives.

What positives?

Never have to hold a conversation with someone if I don't want to.

No one asks me to run to the store for them.

I'm always on a romantic date with my partner feeding me.

I'll never be lonely since someone is always here.

Never have to worry about getting dizzy if I sit up too fast.

Never have to experience my fingers ripping through the toilet paper when I wipe my ass.

Ok, maybe this ain't so bad after all.