the art of peach skies and sparkling water
Sun. 9/28/2025 day before i leave for italy. i don't know why, but all of a sudden now i'm feeling things. maybe it's because i haven't left the country since then. since 2023, when i was a completely different person. when i wasn't destroyed by drug abuse and mentally and emotionally shattered. when i could eat and digest properly and drink caffeine and had all the energy in the world. when i could breathe properly at night. when i was pretty and could exercise. and what am i now? broken, battered from all the damage that i did. to myself. both physical and mental. i shouldn't have overdosed. i should have let my body heal that one night instead of pushing it to the extreme and damaging it forever. i should have left oregon for a different place, a different volunteer opportunity, instead of staying just for someone who would deeply hurt me. there's a lot of things i should've done. but it's okay. i'm here now, and i may be broken, and i may b...
