This poem is dedicated to all the Ukrainian soldiers and civilians who have lost limbs to Russia’s war of aggression against Ukraine, but it also goes out to everyone who has dealt with mystery pain that is chronic, indelible and frightening. Even when it doesn’t progress to full-blown body dysmorphic disorder, the struggle to find care and affirmation and a path to recovery from the physical loss of a creative outlet through disability is terribly daunting.

In so many stories about Ukrainian volunteers and soldiers handicapped by combat injuries, survivors of terrible loss talk about their ambitions to reskill and return to service in a new role, this one as an army trainer, another one as a combat psychologist – to me, this is a really inspirational example, and one that I hope to follow in my life.

Sea lion photographed by Samuel Scrimshaw @unsplash

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