I, snarled in thick limbs,

cried myself to sleep last night.

Can you see the salt?



The story behind this haiku is greatly personal, but I would like to share it on here as both an explanation of the words and a record for myself. I composed it as I fell asleep the night after my psychologist had told me that I would have to keep gaining weight to be at a lower risk of relapse despite being a ‘healthy’ weight, albeit at the very bottom of the range. Frustrated and hyper-aware of the extra fat my body had accumulated, I broke down.





2 thoughts on “Trapped

  1. katiereablog says:

    This is such a beautiful piece of writing. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. I can relate to the meaning of it. You are not alone. I am following your so that I can read more of your work.

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