hurt

thinking keeps the future hypothetical. as long as something stays hypothetical, it can’t disappoint you in any concrete way.

it feels like insight, like growth, like you’re doing the inner work until you realise you haven’t moved at all.

but when he grips my wrist casually, my lungs flood like a gutter in a storm. he apologizes, says he’ll do better , and i hate him for making my trauma his redemption arc.

I had to fight really hard to learn to be kind because when you're raised without kindness, it's something you have to hone like any other skill.