Becoming / Returning

I didn't want a comeback.
What I wanted desperately was to return to myself. The self that existed before illness hijacked my days. Before survival became my full-time job.

Out here, I remembered.
Each footfall on damp soil, each breath that hurt but came anyway, reminded me I was still a person, not a project. Not a diagnosis.

The wild doesn't require recovery. It only requires presence.

And in that presence, I started becoming again. Becoming soft where I'd gone numb. Becoming willing to feel. Becoming honest about how hard it all was.

But it wasn't new. It was a return.
To the self before shame. To the body before betrayal.
To the life that still lives beneath all this pain.

I didn't come out here to get better. I came to remember that I still am.

*Peer reflection, not therapy advice. Your healing journey is uniquely yours.*

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