PTSD

<p>To every woman.</p><p>To every woman who stopped confusing silence for safety.</p><p>To every woman who stepped out of the habit of shrinking herself just to make someone else feel bigger.</p><p>To every woman who cried herself to sleep and still woke up th…

I used to think growing up was linear. A tidy climb toward some steadier version of me. It isn't. Some mornings I wake up feeling whole, and by dinner I'm twelve again, replaying a conversation I can't change. What I'm learning: the goal isn't to stop feeling…