Trying to come to terms with not being able to see or play shows again. I feel like someone cut off both my arms. I know this sounds like so much hot air to most people, but it really deeply pains me. Most of my adult life has been spent caring about or going to see shows. To be in a position where it is off limits – and it’s not off limits to nearly everyone else – feels like the world has betrayed me in a very personal way. Trying to find a way forward is both incredibly hard and very likely one without a thing I care about tremendously.
I’m so angry with the world for leaving us behind, and how many people are completely comfortable to move forward without us, as if the world hasn’t changed in a deeply, deeply disturbing way.
ACRONYM Inc. 