protecting your peace
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Some people get angry when my name is spoken. Others get quiet. Others laugh because they finally understand the joke. And then there is me. Sitting somewhere in the middle of the chaos laughing when certain names are spoken because life has a dark sense of humor once you survive enough of it. That is…
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Misery loves company. But healing? Healing changes the atmosphere. And suddenly the same birds that used to land on your shoulders every day start circling somewhere else looking confused because the feeder is empty now. That is the part nobody warns you about. The lonely part. The quiet part. The part where your phone gets…
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There is something cold about realizing some people already had their last conversation with you and never even knew it. No dramatic goodbye. No slammed doors. No movie scene. Just you standing there in the middle of a regular Tuesday already emotionally packed and halfway gone while they keep talking like tomorrow is guaranteed. That…
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When you are unapologetically yourself, you will trigger people. Not because you are cruel.Not because you are loud.But because you are clear. You say what you mean. You mean what you say. You don’t soften truth to make it easier to swallow. And truth has a way of rattling ears that are addicted to illusion.…
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They think survival is loud.But the ones who last learned how to whisper to their own limits. They lift weights like they are carrying tomorrow on their back.They eat like the body is a temple and a battlefield at the same time.They don’t announce what they’re building because blueprints collapse when too many eyes breathe…
