Quiet Awakening

Passing out. 

Mmm, what else was new, right?

Be it from exhaustion, or pain, physical, mental, take your pick… or sometimes even death.

I realized that gradually it was starting to become a sort of monthly tradition for my head to somehow hit the curb… to my dismay.

Frankly, it was something that you never get used to, but I learned to live with it. 

To abruptly snap awake, not knowing your day from your night, those long, agonizing few seconds of disorientation and panic… and that brief numbness. I hated that numbness. 

It always loved to lie, to deceive. First lulling you into a false sense of peace, before pulling away, revealing the sham, and making you realize just how much pain you were really in all along… and this time was no different - just worse.

Much worse.

It was a crushing sort of pain ravaging through my entire body.