The pain is unimaginable, immeasurable.
Finding other things to do doesn’t make it go away. It doesn’t lighten it. There is no way I can be who I was before or what people might expect of me. Physical pain, in any form gives me the impression of being alive, the strength to go on, the reminder that I am here. It’s visible, more manageable, an indication of movement in the stagnancy that has been forced on me.
I am also discovering the misconception we have believed of pain, the body, the heart-mind, ego-mind, truth and so much more, much deeper than linear, surface level... through experience.