February 13, 2020
I have guilt
It's hard to remember that I am a person beyond my narrative
That I am still me without my monsters
People will know me like I know me someday
Who knows
I might be a writer
I could be
And I could love me
And I could forget this here and now
I'll remember
But it will sting less and less one day
And I'll be me again
Me
Minus the guilt
YOU ARE READING
18 Years of God Damn Bullshit: A Memoir
Non-FictionPoems and stories from my chaotic life because I love to trauma dump with sexy words. Be kind, and enjoy <3