To some things, there are no answers.
This is one of those things.
If I am to get moving,
I must be ok with that.
I am certain I will visit here again,
But I must - again - lay it down.
I am Sad, turning right on GonnaHideInMyRoom, in the middle of Anxiety Junction.
I've made Peace with being here.
Only for a little while, but peace nonetheless.
1 comment:
sometimes it takes so much more strength to release something, than to process it. love you.
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