Spacebound

I hope you never thinkthe weight on me is heavy. It always felt like mountains—until you were on the other side. Then, all at once,I find the will to heal.My strength becomes iron,my spirit, steel. All of a sudden— My body forgets the ache.I am whole,as if pain never knew my name. Strength flows through melike a quiet miracle,because your smilehas returned to the frame. What once felt…

I feel guilty a lot of the time. I do mean a significant portion of the time. It’s as if the notion of not being good enough is engrained into my body and mind. My therapist recently recommended that I consider writing about shame and what it feels like. In my body. In my thoughts. The real kicker is that I guess I don’t specifically know. At least not consciously. It is just an overwhelming…