I keep forgetting the most important fact about my miserable life. No one else cares. My pain does not make anyone hurt but me. My grief lives only within me. Being disabled now doesn’t make anyone else disabled. No one else can feel my pain. It hurts, but I can’t expect anyone to share the hell of the last seven years with me. I own it in a way no one else can. I feel alone, but so do many other people, we just don’t know each other. Anonymous mean “unknown. In reality, it means, it belongs only to me.