I have finally learned to breathe.
It took a long time to get here. I started
holding my breath as a small child when something hurt me.
It somehow carried me through the pain.
For instance if i scraped my knee and it bled, i would
hold my breath and my knee at the same time until the wave
of pain subsided.
I liked to see how long i could hold my breath under water in
the swimming pool as a kid until my lungs started to burn and
i would thrust upward and burst the surface panting for air.
Despite what people advised, when i started laboring with
my first child i held my breath with every contraction. There was
no panting dog breath in me.
I was going to fight it tooth and nail.
When my daughter was diagnosed with a rare disease called
Tuberous Sclerosis i held…
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