When snakes shed their skin the molting covers their eyes so loose their sight temporarily… I try to remember whenever the life we have known shatters. Deep breaths… they help to ❤️
You have a way of putting into words the turmoil of my life right now. The windowless room of my childhood now has a portal - but oh it’s painful. Keep writing these missives!
Hang in there, Jenny. It will make sense one day. I promise.
For now, bury your nose into those sweet,sweaty boys’ heads at night and ugly cry in the shower and laugh til you sob with your most trusted and loved friends.
When snakes shed their skin the molting covers their eyes so loose their sight temporarily… I try to remember whenever the life we have known shatters. Deep breaths… they help to ❤️
You have a way of putting into words the turmoil of my life right now. The windowless room of my childhood now has a portal - but oh it’s painful. Keep writing these missives!
Hang in there, Jenny. It will make sense one day. I promise.
For now, bury your nose into those sweet,sweaty boys’ heads at night and ugly cry in the shower and laugh til you sob with your most trusted and loved friends.
From someone who knows ♥️
Love you, Jenny. Keep it coming. ❤️ sending you hugs.