there’s a certain struggle in trying to begin anew and it amplifies as insults are slewn when one is sincerely sincerely trying (none ever think sincerity from those they loathe, it’s not their fault hate is its own language. blame none for hurting.) but that’s the point, isn’t it? to overcome hardship and begin again, to step over remnants of negativity so you can be okay. no one is ever the same person they were a year ago. progress is a constant. a privilege, but a constant. things will be better. you will be better. you are not the same as you were a year ago.












