aftermath

Dealing with a chronic illness that is considered "invisible" is infuriating. At 19 years old, I've been sick for over a year, with the effects of long haul covid-19, seizures, POTS, extreme pain, wheelchair bound, anemia, etc., and it is extremely draining and lonesome. As someone with CPTSD, from being sexually assaulted, it makes dealing with sickness very challenging. These poems is about the aftermath of it all.