You know, I'm a person. I'm a women, I'm not a machine, I know my body isn't really mine, but it is. I feel like a armed doll, a ghost haunting a shell, with the little bit of humanity I have left. I want to feel like I'm a person, I want to feel alive, really truly alive, even though I'm strapped to the confines, that is my reality, a solider, guarding peace. I take honor in that, but I know it's not fully my choice. How do you use your choice? How do you use those limbs, that're fully free?