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Poetry after a medical admission
Hi everyone,
I spent some time recently in a psych center, and while I was there, I wrote something that I didn’t fully understand at the time, but it felt real.
The term "jab" is in reference to all the vaccines, injections and daily pinching received to get better.
During my stay, I had to overcome a 6th grade trauma that I subconsciously supplanted in the deepest of my mind, as if this memory never existed
At the end of the day, love wins !
It came out as this:
Jab, jab, jab.
So much jabbing; here, there, everywhere
It hurts. It pains.
No wonder. Self - esteem
Jab, jab, jab.
Get beat down. Get back up.
Jab, jab again
So much jabbing.
Pain. Hurt. Persevere. Pain. Pain
6th grade—painful.
Discouraged. Disappoint.
No to violence.
I am human.
I am humble...
Jab, jab, jab, no more.
Jabbing...Care → betrayal,
Love < - > Anguish.
- Love = Love - But so much violence…
Love, so much pain.
↓
love
I believe there will be a day when I can look at all of this and feel like I’ve made it through—when things feel lighter, and I can see rainbows and butterflies again.
🤍 🏳️🌈
HIV is often described as a “chronic condition,”
but does it fully capture the lived emotional and mental experience.
living with HIV, how has it actually felt for you day to day?
Hi everyone,
I wanted to share a brief reflection after recently spending some time in a specialized medical facility.
Going into it, I didn’t fully realize how much I needed to slow down and reassess things. Being there
gave me space to step back, reflect, and recognize some patterns in my life, especially around my
health, my decisions, and how I’ve been coping.
One of the biggest things I came to terms with is the importance of consistency in my care. I had
stopped taking my medication prior to being admitted, and looking back, I can see how that impacted my stability. Restarting that part of my routine is something I’m now committed to.
Full transparency: I am living with HIV, and it isn’t easy. But I’ve come to realize that living with it does
not have to define my entire life or take away from my ability to live fully. At times, I was carrying a lot
of shame, as if I was hiding behind something that made me feel invisible, like I was living behind a
broken paper bag over my face. That’s something I’m still working through, but I’m starting to
understand it in a more grounded and self-respecting way.
At the same time, the experience wasn’t perfect. There were moments where I didn’t feel comfortable
in the environment, and I had to make a decision about what was best for my own sense of safety
and well-being. Leaving wasn’t easy, and I had mixed emotions about it, but I believe it was the right choice for me at that point.
Despite that, I’m genuinely grateful for the care I received and for the people I met along the way. I
was reminded that connection can happen even in difficult places.
Right now, my focus is on moving forward in a more intentional way, staying consistent with my care,
building structure, and making decisions that support my long-term well-being.
I don’t have everything figured out, but I feel more aware, and that feels like a step in the right
direction.
Just wanted to share this for anyone who might be going through something similar or trying to get
back on track.
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