You can't see a thing. Yet you have to trust that the universe is working on your behalf. It's maddening. I get tiny glimpses of a new life and then its gone, going deeper into the abyss.
My abdomen has been bloated like a balloon, letting in more light, pushing out darkness and rage.
Nothing is working. The tiniest things take forever to accomplish. It feels like dense molasses. I've been there before.
The exhaustion is incomparable, like having a severe nutritional deficiency. There are moments where I come alive, but those fade quickly. The life of the caterpillar in the cocoon before it turns into the butterfly. This process can't be sped up. It's already too taxing on the body. I am in awe of the outcome.