Purr and whimper

[brightrosefox]

My body wants to desperately apologize for falling apart piece by piece. "Had a hard day, need to fall over." I made it so far, you know? It was so good. It doesn't matter. It's only ten in the evening. I made it far enough. I can fall over. Good job, body. I am proud. I did everything I could. Even when I had to lean on my friend during our mall walking. I did everything right. It was completely worth it. Tomorrow may be different. Tomorrow may be filled with sobbing and gasping and drugs and gentle exercises and supplements and stretching and drugs and meditation. But I will take the little victories, these little moments. *lifts head for headscratching* It is good. I am good.