i want to talk to my sisters, not a clinical stranger.
i want to hang out. i want to forget all my worries.
i want to forget all time. i want to forgive myself.
i want to enjoy the warm water running down my face.
i want to appreciate the smoothness of the bow as
it curves over strings pulled taut and as the dampers make
contact with even larger strings.
i want to delegate. i want to ask questions.
i want to allow others to help. i want to be healthy.
i want to remember. i want to sew and create.
i need to want, i need to allow myself to want. i need to allow
myself to carry out some of my wants, not the wants of others. i need to
listen to my body, and what it wants. i need to respect my desires.
i know that i need this, and yet it is so hard for me to get past this.
i know that in order for me to keep going i need to work on this.
i need to face the facts of what i am dealing with and accept it.
i know all of that. i even know what i want, and most of the time
when i need to stop going. but this week has been hard to do just that.
hard to follow through with myself.