kait

“It occurs to me as I fight so hard with myself that these cruel and persistent voices are the echoes of trauma from the times when people treated me like I am now treating myself. And that, perhaps, it is possible to close an inner door and shut out voices that are not mine. In the last light of a long day, I sit on a chair on my porch and watch the sky drain colors down and out and I realize I want to hear my voice and only mine. Not the voice of my voice within a cacophony of old pains. Just mine, now.”

“I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.”

“Do you remember when we first met? I thought I had wandered into a dream.”

“When I met you, flowers started growing in the darkest parts of my mind.”

“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”