Our Naked Truths

Our Naked Truths

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Last published Sat, Mar 30, 2019

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" we rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster". ~André Aciman the idea that we close off a memory, a piece of our life only to forget that that very moment is an important step in becoming yourself. our naked truths are hidden so far deep within our gated minds that we slowly lose a piece of ourselves. piece by piece we leave ourselves behind only to become a shell of who we could have been. this is my first step in finding myself. sifting through the wreckage that was created by life, by me. my narrative is still being written, but my past is just as important. i'm here to find myself, forgive myself, push myself, and open myself.

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