A small gasp of air

Past 6 months have been a hellhole tbh. Slowly declining mentally and physically until im not longer able to work at all. I’ve been coming out of it fairly recently. Slowly stepping through it all. The dissociative disorder, the depression and anxiety, the CPTSD, the autism; is all starting to become bearable. My body is re-learning to carry all the burdens that I could no longer hold. Overall, feeling a lot more me. Being poly -> |plural|?? has definitely opened new doors for me which I can use to explore myself and others. This has really lifted me up although I am conscious of [ex-gf]’s missteps more and more. I still remain forgiving and open to guiding her with a less tight grip.