This place is like my home. I feel safe and wanted here. I never realized how much of my life is the darkness. Or how I tried to deny it and just be “normal.” I always wanted anonymity for my writing so I could be free. I don’t care anymore. I don’t care who knows what I write and how I feel. I always want to be a part of the darkness and I always want it to be a part of me.
I’m tired of denying the darkness. I’m tired of trying to push those thoughts away. I have learned to mingle the darkness of my life with the light. I have learned to except who I am.
And the two days after tomorrow, I will make darkness an undeniable part of me forever.