"i wanted to swallow the bitter seeds of forgetfulness.. somehow, i dragged myself out of the dark and asked for help. i spin and weave and knit my words and visions until a life starts to take shape. there is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. there are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

i am thawing.”

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