When I was confirmed into my faith, I chose St Dymphna. At the time I wasn't diagnosed but something felt right about her. She was the saint of mental affliction.
After becoming a member, my mentor congratulated me with gifts including a necklace with Dymphna on it.
My mental illness is always present but she was saved for occasions when she is needed more than usual. I would wear it for days when my anxiety was unbearable: typically music audition days.
Today is the first time I've taken her out in a year.
I wear her for you.
You've been hurting for most of your life. Subjected to a life that isn't even living. You deserve more, I want you to have more.
I wear her for me.
The anxiety and sadness I have for the things you're feeling and the direction your life may lead. For the weight you've put in my shoulders.
I don't want to take her off until you're better.
Please get better.
YOU ARE READING
Metamorphosis
Poetry"You do not cease to exist just because I wish you to." Started: 4/3/20 Finished: 8/20/20 My 6th poetry book.
