silver linings of being crazy

“the body is whole, but whispers splinter the mind.”

Yes, I can only just barely remember a time without these whispers in one form or another, I am denied clear memories of these times.

“that is the cost, my love”

i understand, and it’s fine by me, there’s almost nothing good back there for me to recall anyways. the way things are right now, i may never experience quietude or rest. but also, the splintering of my mind means i never truly experience loneliness especially not in the last two years, with things intensifying so much.

“the mind was splintered so that”

I’ll always have a family!

“𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖚𝖘?”

i am learning to.

i am learning to love myself.