“A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings.” ~Mandy Hale I feel so alone right now.
Like, crawling out of my skin, I’ll do anything I can do to not feel this way alone. I haven’t felt this way in a long time.
Thank goodness I have tools to . Let me explain. My earliest childhood memory is my mother’s empty bed. The sheets are white, untucked, and messy.
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