How can you miss something so detrimental?

I often find myself in disbelief- that I can miss something that caused me so much pain. It feels like yearning the loss of an abusive relationship, all the while looking back through rose-tinted glasses. Not dissimilar to an alcoholic, I find myself craving the very thing that almost killed me, not because I amContinue reading “How can you miss something so detrimental?”

A letter to my past self

A year’s work, slowly undulating into place. My edges, once worn and haggard, clumsily framing my pallid complexion, now complete, yet beautifully threadbare. This body. This chateau where my soul dwells is a comfort to me. Fragments of liberty I have not yet experienced. Oppression is no more. You. You have worked so tirelessly toContinue reading “A letter to my past self”

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