Sep 28, 2024
This took me 3 months to do only because I kept not fronting, smfh. Something about how being in a place where you feel safe - and like you actually have a voice - gives you the ability to let the facade you put up to protect yourself and those around you fall so you can actually live for once. You can live for yourself and for the dorky birds outside and do the dishes for your partner because they hate doing them. You can live for being able to see the next day without feeling like you're going to disappoint everyone around you. Or something, I guess, I don't know, I'm not the creative one around here.
