Had an accident last week. I think it was bad and I am reeling under massive (or so my weak mind thinks) doses of pain.
My sister tells me, wait till you break a bone. You will know what real pain is.
And I realise in that moment, that all the personal toughness, bravado and inner strength to deal with pain (all in my context only, not my sister's) are just such a sham. A weak story I tell myself to make me look like I am inert.
I am a puny scared human who is running around in circles because I had an accident.
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