Flawed

Grace's eyes slowly opened. She is in a familiar room, even though she can't tell where exactly the room is. As her eyes continue to widen she realizes where she is lying. A hospital bed. Grace knows why she's here. She did it to herself. But yet she still is confused and dazed. If only she hadn't overdosed on her medication. If only she wasn't born with a cruel and painful disease. But Grace may have to learn that all the "what if's" are apart of life, and that if she can't love herself, how can she love anything, or anyone, else?