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The Door Was Big Enough… But I Never Asked to Be Saved
When inspiration hits,shut up and listen. Because sometimes…it doesn’t come soft.It comes like a wave…one you’ve been trying to outrun your whole life. Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning.Not in water…but in a deep, dark ocean of my own emotions.My own trauma.It wraps around me like seaweed,pulling me down,freezing my heart…or what’s left of…
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Two Years in This Apartment (and a Lifetime in My Mind)
Coming up this April, it’ll be two years since I signed the lease for this apartment.And while I’m glad I took that leap of faith…while I’m proud I trusted myself to finally live again…this place is also filled with ghosts. Not literal ones (thank God),but the kind of ghosts that follow you from trauma…