Fell on my face,
And I laughed.
A swollen lymph node,
That aches and burns,
And I marvel.
Stomach aches,
Pressure.
And I smile,
Just home-y enough
I know pain.
I know overcoming.
And I have long ago
Shedded hopelessness.
Aches and Dings
Posted bysickybeatPosted inIdentity, LifeTags:comfort in the things you know, honoring pain, hope, Overcoming
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I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty View more posts
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