My intellectually disabled son was the only one who would fight for me, his anger was fierce when I went ranting off on the government and my pain levels. Still to this day, not a single person can fight for me. Pretty fucking sad, but also joyful.

My intellectually disabled son was the only one who would fight for me, his anger was fierce when I went ranting off on the government and my pain levels. Still to this day, not a single person can fight for me. Pretty fucking sad, but also joyful.

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