My icon is the last time I wore that jacket before throwing it out a couple years ago — it was ten years old, thin af, and already patched.
I would have kept it anyways, but I could not find room for it in my suitcase back from Germany, no matter what I did.
It'd been with me through the worst part of my life, through all of my jobs, my disabilities as they worsened, and...
It was perfect. It was mine.
Throwing it away was devastating. But it had to be done. I already had a jacket to wear around my waist.
So I put it on one last time and took pictures with it.
I thought it made sense as an icon on this blog.






















