BREAK MY BONES I DON'T CARE

an anecdotal collection of insightful and emotionally raw poems, statements, and mantras.

This flow of moments, reflections, and aspirations, is for the people who have been broken by others; who have broken themselves for others; and who are searching for someone to tell them they won't ever truly be broken- that they can work through anything life throws at them, and still be worthy of love.

I try to cover sensitive topics in a digestible way, though I wanted it to be true to my story- so for some, it may be too much. If you are sensitive like me, please proceed with caution, or wait until you are in a mindset capable of handling the following topics- I hope you can use them for healing.
Trigger Warning: I will be addressing mature themes of grief, death, suicide, loneliness, emotional abuse, sexual trauma, PTSD, self-harm, depression, depersonalization, and psychosis;
and more digestible themes of recovery, self-confidence, being misunderstood, co-dependancy, anxiety, new love, liberation, friendship, and yearning for more in life.

I started writing this because I was living in a homeless shelter: I felt like nobody would listen to me, and those that did could never understand me. I had nothing but myself, my past, and my laptop.

But now I know I'm not alone, and I need people to know that the most isolating and shameful experiences are shared.