I, I, I

I have cried a lot today, with frustration and rage. Couldn't get off the lounger in the back yard, couldn't light a candle, and it took me 45 minutes to get dressed. I hate being so inept incapable slow weak limited.

I don't understand why they can't find a solution, a cure, a definitive answer. I don't want to get worse, I swear I don't think I can handle it. I'm not strong enough.