Powst ???
Still in a chaotic state of tormoil that never seems to escape me no matter how many decades pass. I always seem to find my way back here. I know I can spill things here I can't anywhere else, because I know no one would see it. I had a good cry a moment ago, I hadn't cried in over year. I just have not brought myself to actually release my feelings, instead just pushing them further back. I fear I might crash out at some point 😊













