Sometimes my body is soft and I am cuddly playmate.
My pain is calm.
Sometimes my body is numb and I cannot appreciate what is around me. My senses are dulled.
Sometimes my body is prickly and sharp and anything that touches me not only shoots pain through me but pushes you away.
I don't mean to be a sticky mess.
Some days are just not my day and I want to be left alone, please.