Lately, I’ve been groaning in pain more often than not.
Maybe I’m just sensitive, or maybe I’m overreacting,
but simply existing has felt overwhelmingly hard.
There were moments when I was gripped by the fear that I might die soon.
Trapped in a frail body, unable to do what I want,
wasting time in pain—everything felt so frustrating.
If this were a game, I’d have just logged out right away…
After holding on and holding on like that,
if I end up dying of old age anyway,
I want to say this to myself:
You made it all the way here.
I’m proud of you.
