I wrote this poem in October of 2022.
The way my body feels as my legs take flight brings freedom to my soul
It brings me a sense of amazement thinking of how
I went from couch potato to a woman who needs a run in the sun
to feel grounded, to feel sane
Life on the BPD 
Exactamente! This poem hits home as every morning I struggle to get out of bed and take a long walk, something I know nine times out of 10 will make me feel better.
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