The women who are my therapists are making me whole, one day at a time.
It is hard to go from 100 MPH to zero.
It's harder still to go from zero back up to even 50 MPH.
At a time when journaling by hand without stopping would be THE best thing for me, I am reminded how fragile I am. I become far too fatigued to write for a long time.
I am concentrating a bit more on my story these past few days. I am remembering to acknowledge every little thing is going to be alright, including my arm, with the help of Laura and Jen and Cathy and all the other magnificent illustrators I interact with.
Keep writing your stories no matter what the circumstance.
You owe it to yourself.
And it's now or never
'Cause I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
It's my life