The view on the other side might not be so sweet, but it is grounding to realize how you may have affected others in the past. Requiring constant devotion with little reciprocation.
Tag: Poetry
Interlude Between Versions of Myself
A life lived in fragments. Selves that surface and disappear swiftly. A portrait of survival shaped by splitting, where what looks like mystery is really the choreography of a nervous system trying to stay safe.
R(IV)
This era will be all about soothing self. By regulating, reclaiming, refocusing, and rebuilding myself, my life, my world, to maximize peace and self-love.
Say Goodbye
I didn’t lose a foundation.
I lost a fantasy.
And fantasies dissolve.
They don’t destroy.
Finally Integrating the truth after months of running on emotional instinct.
All along, you were just a good mirror, latching on to an anchor, in a sinking ship.
Pick Your Detachment Strategy ⚔️🗡️🗡️
What is your stance? Are you defending or offending,? You may be prone to use Stonewall or Grey rock.
But which one will it be? And are we self reflective enough to see this clearly? 🗿🪨
the Purgatory of a Broken Heart 