“As good as this one diverts the pain, it makes my tissues swollen.
I’m looking for a cure – not more alterations.”
“As good as this one diverts the pain, it makes my tissues swollen.
I’m looking for a cure – not more alterations.”
“I greatly dislike that effects of the injuries have firmly deposited me into middle-aged image classifications – as if I’ve been a dumpy, inattentive non-participant in my life.
My many efforts are barely reflected.”
“I flexed into my ribs for back, front, and sides all around with a softened smaller basket ball like we used to play ‘fodge’ to.
I lay upon it in yoga, stretch, etc., positions, gently rocking into it while attempting to correct the enforced upper stomach bulging still clamped from the accident.
I guess enough time since the accident has brought some settling in my system, allowing my efforts to at last bring results.
Because even though I can feel the torsion spasming trying to come back, I am able to briefly pull those upper ab muscles inward again!”
From deep within she reached
Across time’s endless chasms
To pull him out of his suffering
And embrace him with her heart
“I want no other…
I love you.”
—
(Jane Eyre A&E ending)
“As I work with a mini foam roller, it becomes apparent that there are other regions of my spine that are not just referred pain zones that doctors keep claiming, despite symptoms that I have explained to them.”
“I am discouraged, though, that numbness is spreading and becoming more prevalent down my arms.
Maybe it’s because of the increased pushing to survive that I’ve been doing.
Stopping my work did not bring more rest.
Rather, I’ve been launched into more intensity struggles against the injuries.”
“I tried a new anti-inflammatory yesterday, and despite its tranking my brain, it actually interrupted the throbbing pain in my spine!
But I am not sure that I should rely on it – become dependent.
And the haggard lines on my face today…are they from the med messing with me?
Or is this what’s hiding underneath the facade of endurance, and relief from the med allows this to come through?”
Your viscerals feed
Opening closed veins
To forgotten nutrients
As bleed from desire to
On the elliptical
A moment sane
Inside core happy
Caught up to self
Two weeks of dry
Almost lost more
But a beloved gifted
P drink & saved gym
Both helping to
Regulate stress
In this gambit to
Remain housed
“I got a call from out of state, and wished it was you.”
Maybe it wasn’t about aging, but about the trials she’d endured and the respect she was due for them.
If she was good enough for him.
Everyone else was selling something.
“I cannot see and hear everything clearly, but what I do comes through stunningly.
‘You’ve got me up in a frenzy’ – ‘ but not like before when I was empty.'”
—
(Sleep Token quotes)
“Because I have to help.”
—
(Adrenal crashing)
I am vexed
& dropping
“I run towards something.”
“When I get squeezed, at some point my energy shifts from ‘taking hits’ into blazing fire in order to fight back and counteract the freeze shutdown trying to take over in response to my being’s needing safety.
It takes a lot to get this heat in me going to break through lockdown barriers, so then I optimize by utilizing the momentum to gain clarity and burn through illusion’s limitations.
Most of the time, disengaging to run away doesn’t seem like it’s an option.”
“The way I manage my life is how I have figured out how to manage it, whether in calm times through a range or in crisis.
People could say that this is part of my hardwiring and that some things are just what they are – so don’t expect change.
But I don’t agree with this.
I’m just flatlined in some ways and out of innovation from longterm overperforming.”