Question

poem about finally getting the answers I deserve :)

Answer 1

I finally understand that the pain was never a flaw in my mind, never a weakness or an exaggeration I invented to survive the days. There is something real, something physical in my body that has been asking to be noticed all along, and knowing that brings a strange mix of grief and relief. Grief for the time I spent doubting myself, shrinking my truth to fit other people’s comfort, and relief in realizing that I was listening correctly—to my body, to the signals I tried so hard to explain. I am not crazy for hurting; I am human, and my body has been carrying something heavy that deserves care, patience, and compassion.

Answer 2

Ok

Answer 3

is it good like idk how u feel?