Getting Bad Again

You're walking down a busy street, eyes focused on your path, hands tightly gripping your umbrella. You know where you have to go. You're carefully walking, knowing the hazards of slippery roads, though you love the rainy days. And then, slowly and all at once, you can feel yourself slipping. You feel it. You know you're falling; you know there's nothing you can do to stop it. You feel the familiar ache in your body, the tremor to your bones and soul. It hurts. But it hurts more knowing what was coming.

That's what Arielle feels like every time her mental health dips. Every now and then, just when things start working out for the better, it all comes crashing down again. She can feel the onslaught of her traumas and pains coming back, and she knows there's little she can do to stop it. It's getting bad again... and she sits with it.