Invisible chronic illness can feel like a one way cage. You feel locked inside, stuck behind bars of pain, fatigue, anger and frustration but so few people can see that cage. So few people take the time to really ask the question, "Are you ok? How can I help."
Don’t forget
Don’t forget I can be strong, I have been strong. Whether head high or tucked inside myself, Cocooning to get through. Even on the days that felt unreal, nightmarish with fear, darkness and pain. Struggling for every breath. I have danced along the tightrope of survival, Arms out wide to balance; arms in close to hold myself together even as parts of me fell away; forever. Onward even at a crawl, the depths conquered inch by inch step by hard earn step. I am brave even when I don’t feel it, even as the tears prickle. I am. Don’t forget. Kayt
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