at a stage in my life where being misunderstood tastes sweeter than diluting myself to be more palatable to anyone. making room for the ones that make space for me and moving accordingly.
the day you make peace with everything you don't have, even those things you think you deserve, you stop giving them power to affect you negatively, you make space for deep breaths and healing
I hope no matter what you go through, you never stop being kind and even if you do for a few months, you always get back to your true self and remember that you are a good human