Author: Unique Soul

I don’t trust people, not because I’m hurt, but because I’ve healed.

There’s this weird part of growing that nobody really talks about.

There’s a strange kind of confusion that happens when…

Today I actually showed up for myself. I want to remember what that felt like.

You never really know somebody until you’ve had a problem with them.

I’ve been abstaining from all of it. The things I used to reach for on autopilot.

Somewhere between surviving and getting by, I lost track of what I actually like.

I don’t know when I stopped noticing the sky. I want to start again.

I keep circling the same argument in my head, changing what I should’ve said, like it’ll change what happened.

I used to think being available all the time made me a good person. Now I just think it made me tired.