I journeyed deep into the forgotten parts. Deep into the nightmare. It felt like choking on memories. It felt like I didn’t know which way was up anymore, so I just let it take me. And it was horrible, and
And I am here in a beautiful place laying down these words like breadcrumbs for you, and it’s alright for me, isn’t it? Because I am in a beautiful place. And maybe you are not, so the words become distorted a little, lose some of their punch.
When you realise that it just doesn’t matter, you’re standing in a really powerful place.
I am fearless only because I have been fearful.