I have forgotten everything. All the lessons. All the ah-ha moments. I’m living in a brain fog and my wires are all disconnected.
My body has been screaming at me for months, but apparently my personal translator fell down on the job. Lyme Disease. Anxiety. Asthma. Vocal chord disfunction. Menopause. The infamous “hmm…” from the doctor, and a handful of assorted prescribed poisons.
But it won’t quiet down.
So I exist in a screaming body with a disconnected brain. And I’m so uncomfortable.
But Love holds me hard and tight and my soul has never felt more relieved and safe.