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How deeply can you hide before you reveal your wings?

I have had a life easily misunderstood from the outside, but inside I am like a honey comb, buzzing and sweet. I am like a tree with animals in its knots. I am like a tree that touches no other roots. I am alone and I am safe, and I am wild enough.

I'm trying to make a good enough life for myself that I don't have to think about forgiving you, or myself, or anyone who wrongs me. I already will have. Fill your life with good things.

Take the time to tend yourself. Do something creative. Wash your sheets. Fix your bed so it looks nice and comfortable. Do your serious projects, snack, eat real meals. Fix yourself so your hair is clean and soft. Do whatever you'd do if you wanted to look somewhat presentable to another human. Wear comfortable clothes. Unlock your potential and let it grow by creating the environment for it. It's your choice. Patience and determination will get you far. You must take care of yourself in order to be those things. Make yourself happy. Push yourself in the right direction. If you hit a roadblock, adapt or switch goals to another interest. Have more than one interest. Cultivate your skills, especially the ones you enjoy, the ones you're good at. Be kind to other people and tolerate them when their human flaws make them irritating. Don't let anything get in the way of being on your own two feet. Be good. Learn and grow. Let go of the past. It's time for the next level. It's time to grow some more.

If I tangle and I twist,

I do best when I tell no one what I'm doing, that way I storm, instead of just being a chance of rain.

People who were accused of crying to get attention when they were younger are the ones who always apologize when they cry, and they end up not respecting others emotions because of how theirs were treated throughout their upbringing. The most sensible person can be an insensitive person at the same time. The derogatory response to tears can carry on into adulthood from a person's family, further ingraining in them the belief and automatic response of thinking someone who gives way to tears is too sensitive and somehow selfish.

No one ever changes completely. They just become a fuller, and hopefully better, version of themself.

It was said that love is when you can't live without someone. That is why we must love ourselves. Don't forget.