You know, not every part of growth will look like moving forward. Sometimes it actually feels like loss — like something familiar is being taken from you before you even get a chance to thank it for getting you this far. There is no final argument or big breakdown. You just look around the room and realize you’ve been crying for twenty minutes. And after that, it's not that things fall apart, all at once. They just stop making sense like they used to. Old reactions stop landing. Things you used to cling to begin to feel different. Even your …
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