3 years ago I came back home,
unable to function on my own.
My mother nursed me to my sicker state,
......where illness led to a homebound fate.
2 years ago my brother carried me from room to room.
My father drove our family an entire day and night,
1 year ago today my doctors finalized my tests.
I hesitated to return-
my body had been through hell and back
with visible evidence of the ride.
I knew that I would be judged
What would people think?!
I was terrified to cross paths with someone from my past
I’d left with a slender figure-
where clothes would always fit just ‘right.’
But since I’d left?
My journey had been so long--
The distance I traveled?
..... 75lbs gained
5 months in a wheelchair... 6 out
1 month ago I returned from a semester abroad
My time there I walked most every day
1 day ago Pain knocked on my door once more.
....It brought with it a large serving of apathy.
I know my past is my own,
But even the worst of tragedies
Yet tomorrow I look ahead,
These scars that still brand me