Bosswashington

Fucking fascist!

May 13, 2005. The day my entire life changed forever. Motorcycle crash. C-4/C-5 fusion. Bracial plexus injury. Right bicep, right deltoid paralysis. Ended my naval career. I have the exact same injury. I wish the best for you. If you want to talk about it, feel free to PM me. It gets better. I have to ask a question. Can you tell me how you found out about the surgery in Mexico?

Edit: brachial, not biracial.

I had navy doctors. I wasn't so lucky.

I’ve struggled with addiction/alcoholism for my whole life. I’ve stayed sober for a couple years with a couple of small relapses. I’m just here to say that I understand your struggle. We are here for you, as you are here for us.

Good luck. Stay strong. Love.

Edit: I have to ask a question, apparently.

What is your favorite frivolous purchase after making it big?