prick 101
about six weeks ago, i injured both my wrists — leaving me almost immobile and writhing in pain, both physical and mental.
coming out of it a few weeks later, i felt a kind of emotional clarity i'd never had before. maybe it was the opioids wearing off, maybe just finally letting the floodgates open — doesn’t really matter.
what i saw, plain and simple: i’ve spent most of my life being self-centred.
the more i explored this, the more i saw the consequences of my actions on the people i care about.
i’ve started this blog not to redeem myself, but maybe just to stay honest, and a little open.
what i don’t want it to be: a self-indulgent journey of growth.
what i do want this blog to be: quiet apologies, vulnerable words, small sparks of inspiration, and the occasional update from my life.
i’d rather not be a prick anymore.