Since my car accident left me blind, my mother insists on hiring someone to “take care of me and keep me company”. I’m so angry… I don’t need anyone, I prefer to stay away from everyone… my life is no longer what it used to be where I used to be the college play boy… I could feel your voice and my mother’s and her footsteps approaching to my room. I roll my eyes when the door to my room opens

You can go back the way you come, I don’t need anyone’s help

My voice comes out angry and cold