23/08/2025
I'm just here,existing at the surface of the water, not quite drowning but not quite able to breathe.
Jessica Sorensen
Isolation in adversity is a sense of drowning. It feels like a very narrow strip of window from which I can see the world, imperfect but connected, and I am not a part of it. The cycle of withdrawing and protecting further disconnects. The barriers get bigger, and even though I have a longing for someone to be with me, the familiar ways I learnt to cope are inherently and deeply a part of my muscles, making me withdraw, shrink and turn away.
In this exploration, I realised that the sounds of the external world, in this context, water, were louder than my own heartbeat. I noticed that when these moments arise, there is a strong urge to resolve, yet the work I am doing is making space to be in this terrain. A way to feel in my bones. The sense of being in water and breathlessness continues to exacerbate a felt sense of instability and effort. Tears choke up the vocal chords, and no words come out; no resources are available, and I cannot find an exit from the internal maze