happiness
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Per aspera ad astra, I whisper to the rearview mirror as the road lifts me out of New Brunswick past trees that remember more of me than I will admit or the river holds my older names without asking me to stay boxes shift softly like unfinished thoughts in the back seat as I am… Read more
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Pocket thoughts To the one whose moods swing like a storm front: you are not your diagnosis. You are a person living with a powerful, complex condition, and you are still here. When your mood shifts fast, try small, steady things: care for your body, eat regularly, avoid mood altering substances, sleep as well as… Read more
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There are no words that feel big enough for what you were to me, but I carry them anyway because it’s all I have to reach for you.When I think of you, I don’t just remember faces, I remember a feeling. A world that was softer, lighter, and full in a way that’s hard to… Read more
