Sometimes knowing there’s no remedy for how things are, is the remedy. It takes away all the effort of trying to solve, fix, heal or prove and throws it out the window. What a relief.
You can just be bested. Bested by all. No exceptions.
Bested by the family. The hurt, the grief, the sadness, the fear. All of it. Say it out loud. You guys bested me. You win. Here’s my white flag.
Bested by the body. I don’t know what to do to regulate or make any of this better. I’m exhausted. Bested.
Bested by the trauma. My heart is broken, my body aches, and I’m tired as fuck.
Bested.