There are days where my hands become incapable of working, where i don’t want to move, where i want the world to cave in under me and swallow me whole, where my body feels as cold as ice and my blood feels like poison. I used to feel like a new person every year, but now, i get that feeling every night.
It’s been a while since i’ve free-wrote. It’s been a while since i’ve felt this way, it’s been a while since i’ve done the things i’ve done. But the good that comes out of it- being about to speak about it and spread knowledge.