Dear me,
I hope you don’t mind that I replaced you
I have to admit
It’s a relief having you gone
I think I’m doing a better job
I understand your need
to try fixing the people around you
I get it
But I’ve learned that it’s not always needed
Not everyone wants to be fixed
And not everyone needs to be fixed by you
Sometimes
Holding their hand while they fix themselves is enough
Sometimes
Drying someone’s tears is the sweetest thing one can do.
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Comments1
this is Powerful!
more Power to your self-excavated
Emancipation
may your efforts yield you that gift of impregnable self-worth
Thank you for your beautiful words, they mean so much!
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