She was hungry
And her neck and head hurt.
Getting up hurt,
Staying up hurt.
Thinking hurt.
Needing love and yearning burt.
Wanting hurt.
Not having hurt.
Lack of any options hurt.
Striving now felt pointless.
Purposeless.
Her father warned depression could come from concussion.
But that wasn’t why she hurt.
She hurt because the accidents hurt her and she couldn’t have what her soul and heart wanted because they hurt her.
She couldn’t reclaim her self determination’s independence or feel free – only disepowerment.
She couldn’t have tbe man she wanted who reawakened her to things long buried.
She couldn’t have the dreams that had kept her vital despite setbacks.
She was being rendered obsolete to society not just from arbitrary age bias, but because she couldn’t perform on the treadmill, any.more.
She was becoming irrelevant even to herself because she could no longer single-handedly provide for her family’s – or even now, her own – survival.
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