I woke up today in a dark mood.
Not necessarily a bad mood
But dark.
Like holding up a true mirror to myself and knowing
I am not going to like what I see
But I have to face it and sit in it
Kinda mood.
I am a mess right now.
Have I been successful in life?
Depending on how you define success, sure.
But at what cost?
My ability to mask has been exhausted and people only liked the mask.
The mask was productive and therefore had worth.
I have letters after my name - DVM, CVA, etc.
But also cPTSD, ADHD, ASD
I have compassion and kindness and empathy and love in spades
But I also have hard-earned superhuman hypervigilance, hyper-independence and pattern-recognition.
Some call this trust issues.
I don't bring a lot to the table, by conventional societal standards
And that weighs heavy on my shoulders.
That kinda mood.
BUT, as my wonderful sister has pointed out to me,
This phase of the healing journey has only been a little over a year.
I've only been trying to undo DECADES of trauma and grief and confusion for a little over three years.
Grace and compassion belong to me too.
I don't even like the table.
I prefer to sit on the floor.
Grounded.
About the Creator
Jennifer Regis
Former veterinarian resurrected as a writer/digital artist. My inner child wanted a job I guess. Also, my personality is multiple neurodivergencies in a trench coat, but I'm good at trivia so there's that
IG: @ patronsaintoffractiousanimals
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