Cut off my own feet. My whole left foot and just the front of my right sat on the table. Toes wiggled on their own. Still walked around without much trouble. Panicked when I thought I lost one, but soon found it in a pile of papers and magazines. Then realized I would be required to see a doctor to get it reattached, and experienced much anxiety about how I would explain
choosingto amputatemy own feet
What? Sharing at The Tuesday Platform in the Imaginary Garden.