I. Am. Free. Finally
Countless nights I spent holding myself, asking “what’s wrong with me?” My internal screams rang into my ears like a train whistle. I keep looking at the fingerprint bruises that cover my arms.
I got out.. while I know my journey is not over. I know I’m going to have some hard moments.. but damn it I did it.
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