My Therapist Made Me...
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There is a chapter of my life that used to live publicly on this website. It doesn't anymore.
Behind this door is heartbreak in its most unedited form.
There is grief. Anger. Love. Confusion. Hope where there shouldn't have been hope. Desperation. Awakening. Self-discovery. Some really fucking terrible decisions. And eventually, the beginning of healing.
It is messy. It is uncomfortable. It contradicts itself constantly.
But it is honest. And it is real.
These pages were written while I was living through something rather than safely remembering it from the other side.
They capture what I felt in those exact moments - sometimes rationally, sometimes irrationally, sometimes beautifully, and sometimes from the absolute bottom of the fucking barrel.
I've decided not to erase that woman simply because I eventually became someone different. So, I archived her instead.
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