Not satisfied; not worthy; not understanding; not natural; not human; not real; not compassionate;
not agreeable; not sensible; not successful; not moving; not happy; not calm; not myself.
I find myself going back and thinking, what could have been different? Cannot let go of the past,
more and more exhausted, the feeling of self-disappointment intensifies. Seeking release,
compassion and letting go from that day, that rattling traumatic birth, so I can breathe again.