on Chronic Illness – Page 5

a rocky river runs through a wooded valley. there is fog drifting through the trees.

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with care, my love

Posted on 8 September 2021

Maybe that’s trauma. Maybe that’s taking it for granted. Maybe I can’t see it because I don’t think it exists.

january 3rd journal

Posted on 3 January 2021

Today has been filtered through the lens of the migraine I woke up with and that is still kicking around inside my skull. I went on Twitter and got VERY INVOLVE...