Trapped in the Bell Jar



Withdrawing into the self. Failure to make your dream come true.

Some time last night all the muscles in my pelvis, back and neck locked up tight. I can feel my body curling inward, coiling in pain, withdrawing into the corner, suffocating, lashed by stripes of misshapen light.

I can hardly breathe.




4 thoughts on “Trapped in the Bell Jar

    • No, my doctor refuses to give me an MRI and just tells me to go home and lose weight.

      Never mind I got busy identifying birds and took 2 Tylenol, so managed to scrape something positive from the day.

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