tonight, for my mending, i read issue #3 of this zine about chronic pain called "when languages runs dry" and cried about how much my body and my life have changed since the accident. i've been coming to accept the fact that i have this new, different body to work with that has so many more limitations and needs for rest and care. sounds sad, but i think it's good. denial hasn't been helping me.
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