Welcome to my bittersweet home.
Where pain is love, the price of survival is identity, and true love feels illusory.
I open wounds to write from within the paradox: who we are, who we pretend to be, and who we've learned to be.
Definitely the most authentic and vulnerable poetry I have ever read!
Adventurer, writer, student, life philosopher, and aspiring healer. Just here to write about all the things that are worth pondering. Thank you for joining me on this leg of the journey!
