Kara Linaburg's Blog, page 11

dear younger me...I wouldn't change anything

Dear younger me,
Hello.
I read your old journals the other day. Your words made my heart break and I wanted to reach through the pages and hug you. You were so broken and you saw no way out. I remembered your tear stained face in the mirror as I read. I remembered you curled up on your bed crying yourself to sleep. I remember your anger at the world.  You felt so alone. You didn't think it could get better.
And it made my heart shatter. You were so deceived. You listened to the lies the dev...