The last chapter for Sincerely October.
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Everything was too heavy and too loud.
I carried a weight with me that I thought I was unable to put down.
Some truly awful things have happened, things that shouldn't have happened, and I sought relief in all the wrong places.
The drugs are not what they seem to be, you are being lied to. The rape is heavy and hurts but every day that passes is one day further away from that night.
When I started writing sincerely October I did not know if I would find what I was looking for.
I did not know if I was going to live through it.
I sat in front of the glowing screen at midnight in rehab. Will you survive it?
It brings me great peace to know that Sincerely October was written sober. Every page is untainted from the drugs.
I feel like myself again, more than I ever have.
I didn't know if I'd ever get there, but I did.
The world went quiet, suddenly the deafening noise was replaced by the fact that I am okay now.
I am okay in a way that is real, in a way that matters.
I survived. The worst is over.
I lay on my bed in my cabin, the snow drowns out the sounds of my worst moments, welcome home.
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Sincerely October
PoetryThis poetry book was written having multiple narratives, lots of happiness and healing, lots of aching and low points. I choose the title "sincerely October" to capture being authentic.
