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“And just when I had almost given up on love… she shows up.”
"Our world isn't whimsical at all"
"I wish our world was like a fantasy movie"
"I wish our world was more dystopian"
"I wish we had fantasy creatures and we looked cooler"
We have sharks with spots and stripes. We have snow bears and forest bears. We have foxes. We have sea horses. Our leaves change colours depending on the seasons. Our veins appear blue and some of us have white eyelashes. We have chubby bodies and skinny bodies. We have governments to overthrow. We have serial killers and cults. We live on a giant ball floating in space. We have over 10,000 different species of birds. We have ants that can lift 50 times its body weight. We fly around the world in big metal flying machines. We have snow and lightning. We have cruel people in charge who treat society like puppets. We have sex for fun. We have animals with horns. We have religions and temples and churches. We have fireflies. We have bioluminescence that makes ocean water shine blue. We have black cats with yellow eyes. We have psychics. We have science. We have glowing mushrooms. We have stories about dragons and fairies and mermaids. We have teachers. We have clouds and wind that turn into a tornado. We have machines on different planets. Our skin prunes up when we're under water so that we have better grip. Our skin gets goosebumps when we feel like something is wrong. Everyone has their own special fingerprint. We have different coloured eyes and skin. We braid hair. There are homes made out of ice. We brand our bodies to make ourselves look cooler. We have witches. We have castles and kings and queens. We have owls that twist their head 270 degrees. A few times a year, our sun and moon meet. Our moon affects our ocean current. We have giant squids and patterned seashells. Our palms look like leaf patterns. When we like someone, we press our lips to theirs, just to feel closer. Our wind whistles. We cook food over bright orange dancing flames. We have the aurora borealis. We have assassins.
Look. At. The. World. Around. You.
Want to know the most valuable lesson I’ve learned this month? When I’m helping someone else, there’s no room for sadness, self-pity, or selfishness. Service to others is the antidote to my ego and the remedy for a self-centered soul.
A room of recovered drunks taught me that.
I don’t forgive you.

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Drowning in limerence
Spread my ashes by the willow tree
the one that watches the river bend,
with burned-down roots and thriving leaves.
Scatter them at sundown,
when the air holds the heat of the day,
cooled by the late summer breeze.
When the light dims,
and lanterns shimmer across the water.
There,
where I used to sit and read,
watch ducks hobble by,
and wait for kingfishers to flash across the stillness.
Where blackbirds still sing,
and crickets whisper through the hush.
Where the city gives way to silence.
Let me rest
where I once knew peace, and love, and laughter
where I felt warmth, and calm,
and even sadness,
held gently in the dusk.
So please, let me rest there
where the wind moves slow,
in the turning light,
among the roots,
in the song of the birds,
where nothing aches anymore.
Please, let me rest.

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It getting bad again, and having to be sober to live through it all is a special type of hell.
You would have loved the softer me
Limerence
It could’ve been anyone.
A smile,
a sound,
a shape my mind could mold
into a fix.
Not her.
Not “her.”
Just the first to stay long enough
for my addiction to imprint.
She was never the point
only the mirror I screamed into.
I call it love,
but it’s hunger.
Starvation with a pretty name.
A dopamine-deprived brain
grabbing at the first high
that looked like home.
She wasn’t home.
She was a symptom.
Every ping from her
sends alarms
through my body
not joy,
but withdrawal relief.
Not connection,
but chemical calm.
I watch myself spiral,
conscious,
awake,
but powerless.
Like drowning in a flood
I poured myself.
I am not missing her.
I’m missing the feeling
of relief she gave me.
Of mattering.
Of being seen
even if it was all
in my head.
What if I can never touch someone
without turning them into a needle?
What if I am cursed
to worship strangers
as saviors
just because my brain is starving?
I am not in love.
I am sick.
And I am terrified
of how beautiful
my delusions can be.
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