Illustrated by Lizzie Owen

‘nothing in nature blooms all year, yet we rarely give ourselves that same grace.

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It’s my fault….so says my ego…

Beating myself up, holding onto anxiety in my heart and feeling utterly hopeless…qualities I’m not proud of and wish I didn’t suffer damn it. But right now I’m allowing just a little self paranoia seep into my day…dwelling on mistakes is never a healthy past time, less still imaginary arguments. I have been making mindless […]

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