My shoulder injury was getting better but now it’s getting worse again. And I can’t handle it. It feels so stupid but I just need this body to be mine. I need to feel some sort of control. I have to be the one who hurts it. It can’t be any other way. I can’t deal with that. It has to be mine and mine alone. I need the control. I’m so triggered by this and it feels so stupid. I feel so powerless and vulnerable and weak and I just feel like a big baby bcs im crying about such a small problem. But I just miss bouldering, even though I’m not good at it, it just was this nice thing in my week and it helped me feel good. And now my body is failing me and I’m scared it won’t heal. I’m scared this is the consequences of 10 years of an eating disorder. I’m scared it’s all catching up to me somehow and that there’s no one else to blame but myself (once again).