: something happened tonight. not a thought. not a plan. a move.

for weeks I’ve been making small . quiet ones. almost invisible. and tonight it all piled up and spilled out at once. I took things out of my . physically. deliberately. things that don’t belong there anymore. things that don’t belong in my anymore – even if I’m not ready to name all the reasons yet.

this is the result of that moment. not the end. not even the beginning. just proof that a line was crossed. and that a new is already forming. I’ll come back to this.


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