Pushed away: Oatmeal

It stays under-powered on purpose, deflecting responsibility, strength and success through frailty, and the frailty is neither invented nor fully chosen: it is the register in which care used to arrive. In a household where being unwell was the one condition that produced attention and lifted demands, weakness became a working position rather than a symptom, which is a shape and not a diagnosis. What it asks for is to find out what attention is available to a well person there, before the next collapse.

The moment something is expected of me, my body finds a reason to be excused.

It echoes Amfortas, the wounded king who could neither rule nor recover, whose entire court arranged itself around a hurt that would not close until the right question was finally asked aloud. The form implies a task: to let the question be asked.