I Laughed

Today I laughed. Not a polite laugh. Not a “ha ha, that’s mildly amusing” laugh. I laughed the Sarah laugh. The one that bursts out of me like my personality kicking down the door and yelling, “I’m back.”

It happened because of a reel. A reel that hit me in the exact right spot and unlocked something in my brain that has been hiding under a blanket for weeks.

It felt like sunlight and oxygen. It felt like remembering who I am outside of recovery instructions and medicine schedules. It felt like my actual self stepping back into the room and saying, “Move over, I’m driving.”

I didn’t suddenly become weight‑bearing. I didn’t suddenly become mobile. Metal Mollie is still bolted together. Betty Boot is still dramatic. But I felt like me. And that is a very big thing for a very small moment.

I laughed today. And it made me feel like myself again. And honestly, that feels like healing.