Had a private yoga session today.
I used to love yoga. I was super stretchy and capable. Now, though, thanks to my various Conditions and traumas, I have a totally different body. I have a pain body.
One Thing I’m beginning to realize: since I’ve essentially been ignoring my body for so long–ten years now–re-learning it is going to mean tapping into ten years’ worth of repressed pain. I found myself crying by the end of the session–not in distress or anything; just over-full, like a drippy faucet.
I suppose if I don’t find a way to modulate all that pain as it comes out, it could flood something.