the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

The thing with “borrowing”, is, well, eventually, you have to give it back. 🧐

Then what?

Patterns that habitually rearrange and reemerge without authorship. Sometimes it seemmore like force and coercion.

With a sense ok

A clean disappearance without defensiveness.
Impact without seduction.
Power without posture.

No justification and no looking back. I withdraw the self, leaving altered perception behind.

A disciplined choice.

Round and round we spin.

So yes.
If we spiral
We do it beautifully
On purpose
And we land on our feet.

This is not collapse.
It is a controlled rotation.

Too much relational gravity can feel like surveillance, even when it’s care.

Remember that. ❤️