This is My Kind of Wonderful.

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Sometimes recovery is waking up early to write in coffee shops and practicing yoga and eating lots of fruit and chocolate and sometimes it’s staying in bed all day and hiding from the world until you can stop crying. All of this is okay. What’s important is that you take care of yourself no matter what kind of day you’re having.

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Dear friend. (7/30/14)

Dear friend,
I feel like I’m two people and I know you understand that feeling. The constant war inside your head. Not feeling like you really fit any where. And normally I can live with not fitting, I can play the role that people need me to play, but I feel like I’m splitting, My own skin doesn’t feel like it even fits. I’m just here, but I’m not. I’m disappearing. Like a cigarette you just let burn. But what happens when I burn out? When there’s nothing left but a pike of ashes?
I don’t think I can pretend I’m whole anymore.
I just don’t know who I am.
Love always

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