#22
Through mental illness, becoming enough
I don’t know when,
But sometime along the way
The sun became my greatest friend
I found myself, time and again,
Sitting, in the heat, in the cold, in the wind, in a city, on top of a mountain,
I don’t know when,
But sometime along the way
The sun became my greatest friend
I found myself, time and again,
Sitting, in the heat, in the cold, in the wind, in a city, on top of a mountain,
Compassion and chamomile, bitches. Writing about all things mental health and metaphysical.
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Compassion and chamomile, bitches. Writing about all things mental health and metaphysical.