I spent way too much time in the angry stage of healing.
The stage where the line that’s not to be cross is made of fire.
The act is “safety in the furrows of channeled fury”.
The “don’t play with me cause; I ain’t to be played with” scene.
Those curtains have closed.
The stage is dark.
That act is over.
The scenes have ended.
I am so thankful to still be the me that lived behind the mask; brave enough to face the mirror.
And say…..
I finally did it.
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