Rubbing out the knots

the moments in life that bundled up to remind me of things I'd rather forget.

We forget, don’t we? That our body isn’t trying to be mean or rigid, it’s just trying to be heard. The more we refuse to listen, the more it lets us know that something needs to change.

Two years ago I crashed - mentally there was nothing left of me, all I could see was a dull grayness that seemed to engulf me. There was no point to anything anymore. It…