
Agnes Cecile
It’s messy inside.
Loud.
Busy.
I don’t want my mind to go there. Wherever there is.
I once heard someone say, you belong to yourself before you belong to anyone else. It never felt that way. I felt owned. No power. No voice. They got to choose, not me.
Decisions need to be made.
The words echo in my head, Quit, just quit.
Don’t give up. I know how hard it is to live with a messy head, to have nooks and crannies and drawers and boxes you have to keep your mind out of. It’s not easy. I believe that it gets better. I believe that our minds can become less messy, and won’t always be a mine field. Don’t give up. Xx
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