Going Mute

Today I went mute for twelve hours. It felt like throwing words into a dumpster. Putting all of that knowledge and throwing out did of my brain like it's trash. It wasn't fun and during my home school with my dad I had so much things that I really wanted to say but I knew that I couldn't so, I did my best to keep quiet. In the morning I thought that it was just going to be really quick and just like that I'll be able to speak again, but I was wrong. It did not feel good at all. Now I understand why people with that sort of disability And why they feel bad about it because know I can relate to that type of style. Later on in the afternoon my dad found a board for me so I can write on it to communicate. I felt really confident at that point that I was going to finish this task. During the evening I took sparring class at 6:10 and was a bit nervous because my mute disability would end at 7:00 so that means I would be mute for class. Luckily my dad told Master Knight and he understood so I was relieved after that. I hope I don't have to do this again in a while.