I’ve been writing poems/songs to help me deal with a lot of personal trauma finally worked through. It’s therapeutic to really deal with all this. I’m not sure I’ll ever forgive my mother for what she did to me, but it’s okay to love her for who she was, hate her for what she did, and accept that there was a lot of good mixed into the ugliness of my childhood. I’ve also started reconnecting with someone I was worried I’d lost completely, and recognizing some of my faults, and how they’ve affected those around me. I’m not down on myself: I’m just acknowledging things that I’ve done wrong, and my faults, and trying to gain strength from acknowledging them.

I hope you’re all feeling good this weekend. Sending out love to you all.