This month marks a complicated anniversary for me: five years since my rough initiation into a long and life-altering health odyssey, which I didn’t know I’d survive, and at times, whether I even wanted to anymore.

Five years of bodily polycrisis (a microcosm of the larger ecological and systemic polycrisis playing out in the world around me), have me reflecting on my stories of rest and unrest, the ways I live my life today, and the small victories that remind me how much has changed and how much I have transformed.