floor

Woody asked me, “why are you laying on the floor?”

I think I dissociated, I don’t remember how I got there.

I’ve been fighting a war with my head + heart.

And I think the weight of it all has caused me to collapse, again.

I was healing, getting stronger.

Now I feel like I’m breaking again.

I’ve been here before, time to start over.

Once I can stand back up.

Be well, be kind, healing isn’t linear.