During the process of working through eating disorder and confidence issues, my therapist told me to just write. Finding some of these writings a couple of years later has been a bit hard, and although my mindset has changed and evolved in many ways, I am still sad for the person who wrote these.
She deserves to be heard if only by me, years later.
Still
I feel clear, still, quiet, no turmoil.
still
still
Breathing, fluid,
on the edge of stepping out into...
nothing?
safety?
myself?
Michaela Sheehan
2019
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