I've been avoiding the rush hours but today there was no alternative.
Well, nobody gives up their seat to a person with a sling. And I never realised before how many enormous men suddenly start to walk backwards very quickly without looking, in ticket halls!
Crouched over in a corner of the train, I wedge my arm into a crevice where nobody can lose their balance and crash into me. I'm so worried about breaking it again.
Strangely, it was the man who kicked my foot who almost made me snap.
What a relief to be back home; I know everybody always says this, but permanently disabled people must have a completely shit time.