It's not the calls from school
therapists and teachers,
SOS texts in the middle of a work meeting
"I'm not doing well, pick me up!"
They're hard, but they're not the hardest part.
Not the doctor appointments and assessments,
not the long nights and blurred vision filling up pill compartments.
It's not even the bone-deep fatigue,
the no-amount-of-caffeine or sleep
can begin to fill the edge of the void,
daily status quo burnout.
No, that's still not the hardest part.
It's not the time bleeding away,
one day melding into the next,
indistinguishable from the previous one,
or the friends I've stopped hearing from.
Nor the realization that I no longer dream.
No, that's not the hardest part either.
~
The hardest part is the hope.
It's the blasted
hope.
Yes, the hope is the hardest part.
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Sarah Lenn
Using writing as a way to capture snapshots of emotion on a screen whilst life happens. And life has thrown me some curve balls. Always striving to find a path through the chaos...
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Captivating and well written.