Adversity

No phones
no pens
no knives
no nothing.
I had no freedom
to do as I wished,
and it was for
a good reason.
I was monitored
every 15 minutes
to make sure
I hadn't hanged myself
or attempted to escape.
The chairs were 30+ pounds,
so that we couldn't throw them.
Our plasticware
was collected
at meals
in order to ensure our safety.
I was in a place
where we talked about
relationships
and resilience.
We focused on ourselves
because we are worth fighting for.
I had to have my shampoo
and conditioner
put into plastic cups,
and my vitals
were taken multiple times
a day.
This place
felt like a prison,
but it helped so much
at the same time.
I was treated
like a human here,
but at the same time
I couldn't be autonomous.
There were goods
and bads
to this experience,
but what I gained from it
was the ability
to keep fighting
despite adversity.
I will continue
to trudge on
because I know
I am worth the fight.