Reflections

Abstract photo of cliffs at Saltwick Nabb,Whitby

Body hurts again.
Same as yesterday.
Hard to remember when it didn’t.

Stayed on the sofa today.
Wrapped in the quilt.
Didn’t move for a long time.

At first it felt safe.
Then it felt heavy.
Like being held down gently.
Like choosing not to fight it.

Time went strange.
Minutes stuck.
Hours slid past.

Soon becoming days.
Which then became weeks.
Which then became months.

I thought rest would help.
but it doesn’t.
it traps me.

The quilt presses.
Soft, but not kind.
Comfort that keeps me here.

My body resists everything.
Getting up takes planning.
Staying down takes nothing.

Not getting better.
Not getting worse.
Just here.

Resilience isn’t something heroic.
It’s showing up inside this body.
Again.

Wrapped in cold.
Still breathing.
Enough for today.

This time has now passed.

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