Blinded, Impaired and Alone

Description: I just got back from the hospital. the accident changed everything. i'll never see again. my eyes are still covered with medical plasters, and though i wear my glasses like i used to, it’s more for comfort than function now. my hair is tied back, my movements are slow, careful, cautious. i look strong, my shoulders still defined beneath my muscle shirt, my long legs hugged by tight jeans, and finished off with pumps. but one arm hangs useless, taped up and zip-tied to my waistband, a constant reminder of how fragile i’ve become. i don't know someone has installed cameras while i was away. i just try to get by. reaching for a water bottle, struggling to open it with one hand, trying to read a text message i can’t even see, feeling around the room with my fingers and the blind cane they gave me. i just try to survive these endless minutes of darkness, alone, disoriented, with only one hand left to hold on to this new, broken life.