The currents are strong.
They move and change and drag us along in their wake.
Yet they are predictable. Change is predictable.
We fight it and fear it, but we know it will happen and often we have no control over it.
When it comes to our own health, things become even scarier.
I spent 2020 fighting to control the uncontrollable during a pandemic, with no clue what was yet to come for me. The utter lack of control I would have over my own body.
They tell you to seek help if you feel that something is wrong, yet I had to push and push to be heard. When they eventually took me seriously and stopped telling me it was ‘just stress’ I felt that change that began last year, develop even further.
The gyres took hold of me and dragged me along, predictability in the essence of change, yet the chaos so out of control.