I has an disabled young man has has got a story to tell

I was a vevy ill young boy . My life was cared for by family . I couln’t talk walk eat I was nothing . Uptptil 15yers old over . My disabley has made me . Over time . I don’t wan’t the old me to the new me . That is my worry . When I look in my merry I see an ill paron . I have done everything under the sun I would be much happyier if was nomle with no mental health aixty . low moods . Talking to to family everyday to help . I am disabled I need help that will always be my fault . In life . For not listing to everyone . That made me Mental health axit low modds . All the time and it be there for life . I would had kids got married . With out an anther disabled person . I would been nolmle . I alwawys wish to be nomle . But I can’t . This is me I have acpeted it now over time . I don’t like it . I don’t like my body . It reminds me my ill ill me . I have now acpted it . But don’t like it. I am in the disabled line . I am alive I have done a lot a things . I at my early life none of my family would like to talk about my health worrys . In the past . They think it’s the past yes there right but it is damimg my menal heath . I know my family don’t talk this things but I do . It’s affcteing me bad I can’t sleep eat go out . My family has to talk to me about . I mean Bro and Sis . They know better then anyone eles . Please have time for your litte bro . He needs help from family .

Jonathan Williams