Slas(her)

I got cut today and I didn’t see it coming.

I didn’t notice it at first, it just felt like a swift kick, leaving me a little winded and a little sore, but no worse for wear.

Once I settled down, I felt the wound and it opened and bled and bled and bled...

I can’t stop the bleeding.

I need stitches, but I’ve alienated all of my help. In my process, I’ve isolated myself from every person who could patch me up...except for the person who cut me.