Shoot me down, but I won't fall, I am titanium...
It's ironic that this is the song that is playing as I am half carried out, struggling to walk and breathe, not because of alcohol but because there are certain things that my body just isn't built for, and clubbing is one of them.
I've always had trouble accepting that I cannot always do the things that a teenager should be able to do, but now I've realised that there is no point getting upset about it. Just getting to where I am now feels almost like a miracle.
I'm strong, but I'm not titanium. Not yet.
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