Disembodiment
Disembodiment by Rym Al Mandeel.
I have always felt the need to be somewhere else, because I never knew what belonging to something or somebody meant. I have always felt like I’ve been living outside my body, looking down at it and everything around it. I wanted to strip off my skin and flesh. I wanted to strip off all the hair and bones. I wanted to put my soul at ease by finally letting her be who she had always wanted to become—someone with no attachments or worries. She had never felt at home within her own body and the place she was in.
Nothing around her ever felt right, especially the society she was part of and their perspective on the world. She wanted to be part of something that would help her grow, so she can recollect the parts she stripped off. Then, she would be able to turn all the chaos and disarray into warmth and tenderness. If she ever goes through days where she feels like she’s living outside my body, I want her to look for me; I want her to find me. I want her to remind me of how I should be soft and gentle after the world filled me with rage and turned me cold. I want her to pull the apathy right out of me and pour down empathy instead. I want her to teach me how to love and care again. Then, I want her to look down on my body and say: “Despite the blemishes and the imperfections, this is where I’ve always belonged.” I want her to become a better soul for my body in order for everything around us to feel like home. ◆
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