Rosie

ppl are always gonna do what’s best for them, so make sure you do what’s best for you.

spring is coming. Spring IS COMING. You will stand on soft grass again, and feel the sun kiss your cheeks and shoulders. you will eat of the same berries as the animals returned from their hibernation. you will hear the air alive with your collective breathing.

I stand in front of a mirror. Looking at myself. I look in my own eyes as I’m seeing the pupils showing the view of my reflection. I can see that I do not recognize this person. Who are they? Because they are not who I used to see, nor who I used to be. So, I look away, because I cannot stand to see this stranger. The disappointment. The terror. The change of the person, that is me… I look away, because I can’t stand the sight no longer. The disgust of this. The depression I feel. The anger that builds up. The anger that broke the mirror into shatters onto the carpet. The blood on my fist dripping down my hands down to my arms, and to my feet. I couldn’t stand to look at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t stand to see what I saw. The emotions and feelings I feel of the person on the other side. Me versus Myself as I am watching it all unfold. The unfolding reflection became a broken one. Due to a broken person. Cannot believe what I have seen. What I have became. What I am becoming more of. The self loathing of the self fear. The fear of the person I am mostly scared of. The one I used to embrace, but now I am pushing away. The neglect of this one person. The person, that is me.