They say there is beauty in the damage, that fierce resilience has a destiny.
But, they don’t talk about the disappointment in one’s self – no matter how valiant or proven – when you can’t stop how surviving against odds just wears on you..
I would think it should be different: there ought to be immediate rewards and release from sense of internal imprisonment.
Not this lockdown still enacted, once I’ve reached new ground.
I should feel proud – not hollowed.
