sad
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Six Months Later… and She’s Still Not Gone
like freedom and peace and finally being able to breathe without waiting for the next disaster. But the truth is, even with her gone, she’s still messing with my life in ways I didn’t expect. She still shows up uninvited, still refuses to take the last of her stuff, and…
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🧠I’m Tired
I’m tired.Not the kind of tired that a nap fixes.Not the kind of tired that a good night’s sleep erases. I’m tired in my bones.In my muscles.In the corners of my mind that never stop spinning. My body feels like it’s dragging through molasses. Every step, every chore, every “just…