To the Woman Who Lives with Chronic Illness or Pain

 

Your body has become a battlefield. 
A puzzle. A burden. A mystery. A source of strength *and* struggle.

You’ve endured doctor visits, dismissals, diagnoses, and doubts. 
You’ve canceled plans, rationed energy, gritted your teeth through daily life.

And still—you rise.

But you’re tired. 
Not just in your muscles or your joints— 
but in your spirit. In your hope. In your capacity to keep pushing.

This retreat is a place where you don’t have to push.

Where your slowness is honored. 
Where your needs are not inconvenient. 
Where your pain is not minimized.

You do not have to smile through it here. 
You do not have to explain why you’re tired.

You are not lazy. 
You are not broken. 
You are not less than.

You are a warrior in a body that’s doing its best.

Let this be a space where you get to be held. 
Where your pain is witnessed with tenderness. 
Where rest isn’t earned—it’s *offered.*

You deserve softness, too.