I’m hurting, but spring is coming anyway.
I’ve been painfully quiet over here because I have been worried about how other people feel about how I choose to express the occasional hell that is my brain and I’m over it.
You want to be in my world you take me in all my disfunction or you get out.
My world feels lonely and dark right now. The chaos that has been my winter has been deep and all consuming at times. Especially irritating because traditionally winter is my season of solace. Feels incredibly rude to have that season upended in the way that it has been.
My winter has been especially long, tedious and dark. Spring is coming anyway.

























































































