Stretch marks of the heart.
Recovery and self love isnβt easy nor is it linear. Itβs a constant filtering of old habits and shifting my perspective. (Images found via Pinterest)
I found the tension between someone being so clean and controlling externally, yet so messy and wild verbally and mentally to be an interesting one. And yes, it is sad, and slightly long, so thank yo...
A poem that I made eons ago when I was trying to explain my anxiety. While looking back at the poem, I edited it as if I was looking back at myself. It is the reason for my hiatus.