The Pain..the Ache…The Mercy…The Grace..The Hope..The Race…The Love..The Hate..The Journeying…The Making of me(Or better yet, The Undoing of me ππ)
I feel like not loving lately. I don’t want to force myself to be kind any longer. I want to not care anymore, honestly. To be my old, asshole self; because it comes more naturally.
But eventually, it becomes painful to be like that.
I’m tired of being nice. Fighting the side of me that don’t agree.
Source seeker, mother, poet; trying the best I can. I have fought depression, anxiety, and who knows what else since I was an adolescent. I am trying to allow my writing to be as free and organic as possible.
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