The wall is wall’ing.

This morning I had the last of my routine doctor’s visits, which did spark a bit of anxiety because the excessive appointments this year still echo throughout my entire system. But knowing that I can finally relax after going what feels like 90 to nothing all week to help keep myself out of my head for too long has led to a crash I wasn’t prepared for.

The wall is tall. Thick. Incredibly wide. And yet I feel it wraps around me to say…”that’s it, girl…you can be done”.

And the letting go that comes with that. The dropping of the shoulders. The exhaling of long deep breaths after experiencing a tightened chest all week from the familiar whisper of “what if” that I know associate with doctor appointments. It’s all coming together to bring an abundance of forced relaxation and peace for the rest of the day. …and I couldn’t be happier about it.

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