My worry
ADHD, trauma, tara
Connected to, I feel like you don’t feel enough (bewildered - who am I to judge)
Believe in you
They blend / soup / chunks putrid, little carrots for your nourishment, you claim are ‘cute’
Things that burrow into me, drill in, anxiety
It feels like you feel, less
Hustle.
Rise Up
Ray of light
Pressure to 'be ok'
Poem: Oi Brain I’m here… you can’t deny me
Poem: Therapy moments...