Perhaps self deceit was the very thing necessary for my survival for a season. Focusing on anything but the real issue distracted me, protecting me from experiencing the trauma I suffered and caused. Despite some truly wonderful people I met here, for me SP was not a safe place to share the deep hurts. It was not a place of healing. But that’s not why most people come here, is it? I came here to find the best way to die. Then I came here to commiserate. Then I came because of the wonderful, beautiful messed up people here. We managed to laugh despite of […]
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SweetQuietus
It helps to remind myself that I have everything I need right now. In this exact moment. And that’s enough. Because all there is is this moment.
The catalyst that put me in a tailspin no longer holds sway over my psyche. I’ve managed to put the pieces back in their proper places and see through clearer lenses. Perspective borne of acceptance or resignation.
Although I couldn’t see it, I was able to feel my insanity then.