Huffing Gas

It’s been years since I worked up the magic blend of courage & cash to leave you.

A little over a year since I realized what you were doing to me was abuse.

Seven months since I decided I wouldn’t let myself be treated that way anymore.

Three months since I started believing there was another option.

And I’m still unlearning all the ways you made me feel less than myself, smaller, quieter, afraid, unloveable, untrustable, unfuckable, unstable, stupid, useless, paranoid, broken, and crazy. My anxiety is worse than ever, but I’m healing. 

I am healing.

I am healing.

I am healing.

I am healing.

I am healing.

Inspired by Everyday Feminism

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