I've been on break from the residential facility I'm a resident at in northeast Indiana. A blizzard has hit and the wind chill is -38. When I was about 8 we had a huge storm and my dad forgot us outside. I got frost bite on my toes. I had partial amputation on my pinkie toes and almost died from hypothermia. I don't have many cognitive memories but man, my body hurts so bad! I still have at least two more days stuck in the middle of nowhere. I have no support... I want to scream, cry, hurt myself. I want to be held and told everything is going to be okay. I don't know much more I can handle? I was on trigger overload for awhile. I talked to the staff member whose family I'm staying with and they removed the guns and most of the super sharp knives... Sigh... I feel like all I've done is complain. I'm grateful to be warm, fed and "safe"...
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