The fire crackles like truth:
bright, temporary,
and always hungry.

So tender and honest. Thank you for sharing.

Whew. Needed that. Didn’t want it, but needed it.

Healing era but still stalking their story?

Your shadow self is running this account now

You have the rare gift of making disagreement feel like a hug.

This is giving “burned the bridge and blamed the wind”

That hush invited your voice, and it came slowly.

Strong words for someone still people-pleasing.

There’s restraint in your words. That’s powerful.

Unpacking trauma with a scented candle, I see