To be honest I fear not being able to get up after I fall.
I fear that in the name of sitting with my pain and not brushing it off, I will hold tightly onto it, letting it become my greatest excuse for why I’m still stuck here.
What if I have tightly interwoven this bad hand I was given into the fabric of my life?
What if I have corrupted my mind into incompetence with these thoughts?
Still
I eat and drink,
Dutifully,
I shower and sleep.
What more is adulthood than surviving each day, one step at a time?
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