Working up a sweat, either on a bike, or running, or dancing, or walking for hours. I miss pushing my body. Movement. Feeling my body stretch and move through space. Being sore from exercise, not because something is wrong with me.

I am angry. I’m angry at my body and I’m sad that I can’t do the things I want to. I don’t want to feel sick every waking moment. This is not what I’m supposed to be.