Brandy

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i thought if i packed my bags and moved myself somewhere new, i could start over as a person who was a stranger to even myself. but as i started upacking my bags, and placing knick knacks on the shelves, pieces of the old me started to unpack too. even when i tried so hard to pretend i was brand new. slowly my blinds closed again and and i did not wave at any of my new “friends.” and now i was left with the fact that i could not just pick myself up and start over without addressing what was going on beyond just wanting a do over.
healing for no one but me
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