Learning to Breathe
When I was little someone used to hurt me, and when they held me down they made it hard for me to breathe, made it literally difficult...
I am a collector of light, however small, burns away some of the night.
Words are a gift in my life. Writing has brought me through some of the darkest moments imaginable, as well as expressed my deepest joy- for so long I held my words close to me, I kept them hidden because I didn't want to be exposed. Now, I've learned to love my words, however fragmented and messy they are, and I want to share them with you. This life can feel like a long journey, a hard one, and hopefully these words help us both feel less alone on the road.