Because so much until recently has been about constantly moving for surviving, it has been the last thing to occur to me that maybe I ought to allow myself to do less so there is space for healing and recovery.
I guess that my drive’s innovation has been upset at being conscripted for sheer labor for so long that I have a hard time backing off from goals that I once wanted that have been repeatdly prevented and disrupted.
This extended vexation has created a heavy load of angst often broiling in my system – and I was taught to not give up no matter what by my will’s strategizing.

