the girl held her hand out. the chill of the glass against my palm, she smiled at me with such satisfaction. as i sat there crying, covered in blood, staring right back at her. i knew in that moment she won, and i had lost to the girl in the mirror.
shadow work; getting in touch with the parts of yourself that you've repressed.
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shadow work
Poetry"diving into the unconscious material that shapes our thoughts, emotions, and behaviors,"
