And suddenly it hits you how not okay you are, and that you are still hurting from the things and the people that broke you. You pretend so well that you have got it together, that you are getting better, but the wounds fester and the bruises accumulate until the pain comes crashing down in waves of sadness and bitterness.
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Feed the Muse: Inner Monologues (Vol. I) [√]
Non-FictionAn anthology of random essays, reflections, and other whatnots ©️ 2019 by RMAL