I read a novel that was so relatable, I think it threw me off. It had a happy ending, but it still made me anxious for a while. Then I remembered again that there is no danger anywhere near. They’re just thoughts.
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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