Fluorescent Lights in the hall... visible through the window of the room I'm in. ..Emergency Room... Can't... ...breathe. And I'm alone, except for the staff.
All the things I deal with, all the conditions...
I still try to show up for other people... I think... ...
I am not as supported in this life as I thought I was.
This hurts... and it feels like a long, winding dirt road that I could get lost on forever.... but maybe the first step is the hardest?
Have I been so blind... for so long?
Am I enough? To be respected? Loved? What about... cherished?
All I wanted was to be visited, and without expectation. #ER #Asthma #BipolarDisorder #ComplexPosttraumaticStressDisorder #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder #RareDisease #BrainAbnormality #GriefWork #SleepDisorders #ThyroidDisease