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My life is filled
with needles and pills.
I take an injection
every day and pills
three times a day.
At first, the act of
injecting myself each day
was a hindrance, the pills
a liability. I felt they
were a sign of weakness,
an indication that
I was somehow lesser
than everyone else.
A sign of my weakness.
The very act of having
to rely on a needle
was a daily moment of fear.
As time has passed, however,
I’ve grown. As I’ve grown,
how I view myself has
changed, a little at a time,
until the needles and the pills
just became normal,
a part of my daily routine.
Instead of something to fear,
the pills and injections
have become part of
the everyday. Now, whenever I
take my pills, I imagine
them filling me up
with light and everything good,
until I’m so full of light
that it can’t help but shine outwards.
Now, when I take my injection,
I imagine that each needle
is another piece of armor
being placed inside my body,
protecting me from the illness
that resides inside of me.
Each injection is another
piece of armour, another
link in the chainmail
that is keeping me whole,
from the inside out.
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