The Girl Who Said 'I Deserve Better' and Then Actually Got Better
The Girl Who Believed Herself and Left
I left the noise and found my voice.
I wear peace like a second skin, still learning its shape. I moved slow through silence until I could hear myself again. The light in this room is enough for me now. I breathe deep, I walk steady, and I stay rooted in the better I once only imagined.
What I'm Into: fresh linen, the kettle's first song, walking barefoot, morning light on wood floors, slow breaths
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