sick to my stomach. valid crash outs. horrendously gross. can’t breathe.
need therapy. will now be switching my career.
sick to my stomach. valid crash outs. horrendously gross. can’t breathe.
need therapy. will now be switching my career.
truly devastating. reveals the unfortunate paradox that trying to erase the past only deepens our attachment to it, and that the things we want to forget are often the things that define us - our flaws, our mistakes, our love. never wanting to see them again but looking for them everywhere you go
it didn’t kill me… but something inside me died today. it’s a strange feeling, to grieve a loss not recognized by the world. sometimes your heart needs…