My Family Laughed at a Cruel Christmas Card About Me So I Left the Country and Let Them Find the Folder

Places where you could get proper care and be around others who understand what you’re going through.”

The words hit me like physical blows. Facilities. Others who understand. She was talking about nursing homes, about shipping me away so I wouldn’t embarrass them with my tremors or my occasional stumbles.

“I’m managing fine on my own,” I said, though continue reading …