Integrity Torso Compromised (update)
The integrity of my torso has been compromised, which means that back abrades cause a disproportionate amount of harm.
9 years ago:
The breastbone went forwards, the thoracic spine flattened, the shoulder blades shifted up. The chest shifted forwards, kind of. And now the integrity of my torso has been compromised.
Life with a ruined torso (descriptive):
I lived in a horrible situation with ruined torso for about seven years.
The NZ oligarchy observed it on “TV”. They even took votes and the majority voted to keep me in there. Even NZ members of parliament were watching and voting.
The oligarchy kept me there in the hopes of extracting a massive amount of money.
Profit motive.
I was to be brainwashed into being a part of some sort of sex hotel, for them to profit. As well as propaganda.
Living with a ruined torso is awful. You have to widget your body all the time, and widget your emotions. You have to be calm and totally controlled (100% full attention) just to survive.
When the spine/torso are ruined, the arms and legs lack support. The arms end up pinned to the sides of the body.
I had to use a flannel on a coat hanger to wash my armpits…
The whole nervous system was kinda screwed up (dead, lifeless, muted???). Nervous system borked.
Seven years.
They could have let me heal/recover by unabrading if they’d wanted to.
How can you even live in a world like that?
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