Dear The Girl I Hurt
There are parts of this I won’t defend.And parts I can’t explain.But there is no version of this letter where
Library of Shadows
This is a quiet, sometimes heavy, place. It’s where I go deep into my own head and heart, looking at the parts of my life and myself that I used to keep hidden. You’ll find my childhood pain here, my own inner demons, and all those silent battles I fought when no one was watching. It’s about dragging those ‘shadows’ out into the light, so I can truly see them.
Dear Internet
You built me up with clickbait.You broke me down with headlines. You called me names I hadn’t even learned to
Dear God (If You’re Still Listening)
Are you? I’m not here to quote scripture.I’m not kneeling.I’m not lighting candles in hopes of being cleansed. I just
Dear The Mirror
You never blinked.You never sugarcoated.You never turned away—not even when I wished you would. You showed me the boy, the
Dear Blue Eyes Girl
You never asked to be a symbol.You were just trying to love me.And for a while, you did. I still
Dear Me, Age 7
I’m sorry it took me this long to write back. I know you waited.I know you stared at that door
Dear The Man I Was Becoming
I saw you.In the mirror.In the headlines.In the way your voice changed when you wanted control. You were becoming someone
Dear The System That Took Me
You meant well.I think. You saw the bruises.You saw the burn.You ticked the boxes and filled out the forms.You removed
Dear Mum, You Never Asked Why I Screamed
You say you don’t remember. The burn.The cupboard.The way the walls echoed back my voice and no one came. Maybe