I am really sore. It will pass. But still, I am really sore. It hurts to dress, it hurts to walk, it hurts to lie down. It hurts.
I went to get a medical certificate and antibiotics today. I went to buy a birthday card on the way. The sales assistant asked me why I look the way I do. She asked about whether I can sunbake. Fuck no! Even if I was well enough to get adequate sun exposure, I would never sunbake. I was there to buy a card, not to discuss dermatology. I told her that I don’t want to talk about why I look this way today. I rarely do.
My pain is most likely down to over-commitment. Long hours. Socialising. Conferences. My skin is not the only thing in pain. My heart aches. I can’t write about it here. Or even find the words to write about it for myself.
I need to rest. I will be back soon, when I am feeling better.