it is shocking how much deciding to no longer attend therapy has affected me. i am so much more stable, and *happy*. I think it is mostly because i know i can just push it all away and not have to deal with it again for a very long time if i like. plus, going to therapy gave me too much validation. like, i think it made everything seem like way more of a big deal. and that comes from respecting the opinion of my therapist a little too much, i think.
i'm just laura. a little crazy, a lot broken. but damn well pretending that everything is okay. and committed to pushing through until it all comes together. no belief left in humanity. little hope left in the world. with the knowledge that even she will disappoint herself. just a broken-hearted dreamer, with no song left to sing. but with a soul that wont stop shining, and hope still whispering.
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