Cabin Fever
Added 2020-08-11 23:37:46 +0000 UTCSummer, 2013. We had a cabin in Algonquin booked, but then the car accident happened, and I had headaches that never quit. And the long drive was daunting but... we went. I spent long stretches of time alone while everyone else hiked and swam and played. I took self-portraits to try and connect my body to the present moment. I was suffering from PTSD on top of the whiplash and headaches, though I hadn’t been diagnosed yet. It was in this cabin I decided to un-enroll for school that fall. I was halfway through my second degree, I was scheduled every minute of the day, I had a plan and goals and it was all laid out. It was in this cabin I stood on furniture to get a single bar of reception to text my ex as my internal world shook loose a little. Who am I without all the things I’ve been doing? Without all of these balls in the air? What’s left after the accident?
The years since have showed me what I’m really made of. Stardust. Tenacity. Magic.
