He goes from doctor to doctor
Each one giving a different answer
Ongoing problems, never an answer
“Am I crazy?” he questions
Maybe he just imagines every ache and pain
But yet he gets answers
Just never consistent
Though, when younger he was often passed off as “too young”
Yet here he is getting hurt, even from walking
“It was because this whole muscle is not firing, not working at all” explains one doctor
“How does a muscle magically stop working? Why is he so calm?” He questions mentally
He knows deep down something is wrong
His peers freely walk, run and live without refrain
Despite his active desires, he must limit his life
“Why? How? How can this change?”
He is determined for answers
Yet he groans as he makes another doctors appointment
He questions if he’s imagined the past 13 years in pain every time he enters a new office
“Maybe it's just my imagination?” He questions
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Ricky Neal
Writings are a journey in the perspective of a nerodivergent transman. Content warnings will be provided at the top of each work.
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