i started writing a letter to my 12-year-old self.
to the me before shit got bad and fucked up.
honesty like this is hard, especially because i don’t have a lot of specific memories of my childhood/teenage years (among many other reasons).
and what i do remember feels poisonous and makes me feel sick.
but this is a good thing for me to do. it will be good to have done.
of course it’s not easy, it shouldn’t be. recovery is fucking work.
fuck fuck fuck
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