Miller And Me

Heyoo! I'm back, well, actually, I'm not making any promises. But, I wrote a piece recently that I wish to share. I'll stop talking and get to the good bit...  --- I am an introvert; I find solace in solitude. But, it turns out that public speaking is one of the few things that doesn't make me anxious. Ironic, I know. But, it hasn’t always been this way. Before my accident, I was never vulnerable. I protected myself from emotions of any sort, speaking only if I had to. I was the shy kid. Stoicism protected me from hurt. It took the destruction of my personal world for me to come out of this self-made shell. And let me tell you, it hasn’t been easy. But let me take you on a trip down memory lane, catch you up on what you’ve missed. October 11, 2015. A benign day incurring a benign injury, or so I thought. A fall off a skateboard. What’s the worst that could happen? Four weeks later, I was diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome, a disorder of the nervous