I went to my sister’s house, we ate ice cream and talked about our dream worlds. Hers was Belle’s world from Beauty and the Beast. 🦋🍃
Sometimes it feels like everything we’ve been through is following us. But it isn’t. Every day is day 0. Nothing carries over, not the weight, not the mistakes, not the fear, unless we bring them with us. I’ve lived through heavy things. I don’t live there anymore. This blog is where I remember that.
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