My sense of security was wiped. The notion that we were relatively safe was a false reality and that incident gave us that rude awakening. I had no peace after. I barely slept and panic attacks were served with breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I am not my label, i’m so much more.
With new found thinking, it’s become easier to break the box. With each step, colour seeps in.
“I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.” ― Mitch Albom, For One More Day Dear World, It’s been almost a half of a year since I last spoke to you. How have you been doing? So much has happened since my last letter to you….