Day 13: Forgotten

1. I don’t remember what my ankle looked like without my scar. I don’t even remember how I got this scar. But it is a part of me. It gives me character. 

2. How to live and not just survive. To be engulfed by silence for days. To meditate without fearing the voices. To be wanted more than to be needed.  To invest in ourselves. To choose ourselves. To normalize ourselves. To be enough. To feel enough. To love unconditionally and to be loved the same.

3. To love without fear.

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Day 1: Things We Carry

The universe between our fingers
Unfinished poems
Grief
Political statements
Other people’s perceptions

Childhood wounds
Lost loves
Our ideal selves
Family well-beings
Melodies
Lost heritage

Society’s dreams
Broken hearts
Our bodies
Shame
Guilt
Secrets
Painful reminders

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