how to be yourself.
Sometimes I sense how trapped my bones feel inside my body — pressed against muscle and veins, organs thumping, squeezing against the edge. Sometimes I have the urge to cough up bits of myself to give them a little room. Living fossils lodged inside of me, giving me form.I’m not comfortable these days. I didn’t realize it was getting to me until an enlightening therapy session. I sensed the rods inside of me hiding — they burn fearfully now at my mentioning. They come up for air when it’s safe to, otherwise enjoying their time inside the dark warmth holding them in place. My little…
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