Pain demands to be felt.
It was exciting to live again in an infinite fiction.
You know, like when you look in the mirror and the thing you see isn’t the thing as it really is.
And all the things that I wished I hadn’t said are played in loops ‘till it’s madness in my head.
The fear is the worst thing.The pain I imagine is worse than the actual pain.
I didn’t tell him that the diagnosis came three months after I got my first period. Like: Congratulations! Yo’re a woman. Now die.