Body
I'm drowning and I blame it all on you. I suppose stasis is too much to ask for. You can't just be fine and not a problem for longer than one week at a time. I'm drowning, body, and I blame it all on you. The problem is what you require, and that you refuse to relax, ever. The problem is the way you keep me scared. The way there's no safety to believe in or feel, no matter how much work I do.
I'm drowning and I blame it all on you.
The way my elbow joints have been hurting just because you can't hold your estrogen. Or maybe you're hemorrhaging estrogen or maybe this is just a today thing. There's no way for me to know and you're no help. How do you expect me to take care of you when you're assaulting me with sensations and symptoms, day in and day out? How do you expect me to not freak the fuck out? Don't panic, you say. If you panic, you'll make it worse. But the ship's going down and we're taking you with us. We could end you at any time. We could take your whole life away. It's like you don't want me to feel safe, be safe. I feel like you want me to remember safety, but only to hurt me. I'm afraid of you - is that what you want me to say? How do you want me to feel about you? What can I say or do to protect myself from the nightmare you could unleash on me at any moment?
I'm trying. But I'm drowning and I blame it all on you.
This came out when I gave my body a voice inside Body Writers, my somatic writing and healing circle. Learn to give your body a voice here.