DAY FIVE: Listless

The fetal position was all I knew..

Knees to the chest, returning to that infantile state of comfort.

Regression.

Confidence lost… appetite gone, physicality declining, listless.

The mind is so fragile, yet amazing.

Protection at its finest, preserving what remains.

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