I always thought that I would be broken forever. I couldn't imagine a version of myself that wasn't sad, or lonely or constantly running... from something.
Today, I realized that I've made it.
It's a Friday night,
And I'm spending it alone.
But for once, I don't feel lonely.
I feel at peace.
I feel proud.
I made it out of that darkness.
And now,
I'm here,
Beautifully, unbroken.
-C.M.
Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 7:56 PM UTC
I always thought that I would be broken forever. I couldn't imagine a version of myself that wasn't sad, or lonely or constantly running... from something.
Today, I realized that I've made it.
It's a Friday night,
And I'm spending it alone.
But for once, I don't feel lonely.
I feel at peace.
I feel proud.
I made it out of that darkness.
And now,
I'm here,
Beautifully, unbroken.
-C.M.
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