A/N: I must give a resounding shout of thanks to my good friend Gameson221b! You are such a wonderful encouragement! Thank you once again for your faithful support! And now, read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Not mine, I realize that...but I do love it so much!
Friday.
Stitches out. Still sore as hell. Not all that bad, considering what others have had.
There's still a bit of shrapnel in there. But the doctor said it would do more harm to remove it than to leave it in. Fine with me. If that's the price, I'll take it. I'll just be on an aspirin regimen for the rest of my life.
The part that really bothers me is this stupid leg. E said it was psychosomatic, related to my trauma. If the trauma was to my shoulder, why was my leg affected? Psychology is stupid.
But damn, this hurts.
I didn't think a pain created by my mind would get worse... I was wrong. Of course, sitting on my arse probably isn't helping. No job and no luck, living on my own with an army pension, and running out of motivation...
I find I am sitting in my flat alone more often than anything else. Not only am I bored and in pain to the point I've developed a dependency on over-the-counter NSAIDs, but I'm beginning to get used to it.
I've got to get out of this life.
A/N: I love that as this journal continues, I channel John and take on aspects of his personality... My friends are getting concerned... I can't help it that I have irresistible urges to chase bad people...