Today I made a doctor's appointment without overthinking it. That sounds small. It isn't, for me. A year ago I would have drafted the phone call three times in my head first. I'm writing this down so future me remembers:…
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Every entry, held quietly.
A quiet sanctuary of unhurried thoughts. For the seekers, the survivors, and the silent.
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To the version of me from a year ago, I know why you kept quiet. It wasn't weakness. It was hope wearing your face, whispering that tomorrow would feel a little softer. I forgive you for the nights you rehearsed apologie…
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