I live in split reality Unreconciled duality I feel my mind and body split I'm one part healthy, one part sick.
I struggle with my different roles The things I can and can't control. To be so alive, and still aware I may never live a life without fear.
The doctors have no easy say I take each moment as today And wait with anxious, twisting hands For someone to say they understand.
Another day, another doctors appointment. I struggle so much with how huge my health is as a part of my life and my personal identity, but so many people who know me have no idea about my health situation. I'm lucky to have such good quality of life despite what I've experienced, but I struggle with this duality in my self-perception of seeing myself as strong and capable, but also as chronically ill.