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In the quiet hum of thought, I dwell

Where echoes of words weave a familiar spell

Each post, a thread in a tapestry spun

A reflection of battles that aren’t yet done

The heart has its rhythms, a tender refrain

And sometimes it dances through joy and through pain

With ink on the page, I lay burdens bare

Not for the world, but for solace and care

Cycles of pondering, like seasons they roll

Fluctuating tides that pull at my soul

If echoes repeat, it’s not yearning for fame

But a longing for clarity, calling my name

For every revisit, a chapter unfolds

In the story of me, where the heartache still holds

So, if you see shadows of thoughts that persist

Know I’m merely a wanderer, lost in the mist

Each post a reminder that healing is slow

A journey I share with the seeds that I sow

Welcome to the echoes, the thoughts that ignite

In this space of reflection, I’ll continue to write

Throughout these blogs, if you're one of my daily readers, you'll have noticed I often talk about the same thing, and sometimes repeatedly. Sometimes, that's simply my neurodivergent brain. Most of the time, however, it's because I'm still triggered by it. It's because I still haven't processed it. So, you'll see poems written very similar, but also different, more stories, more context, etc. As I continue on my healing journey, I work through the thoughts I can't get rid of. They are there for a reason. So, I apologize if it's annoying to you, but this blog isn't just for awareness and saving lives. It's for saving and transforming my own. This is not a popularity contest, it's mental health, and mental health is tricky.

#Healing

#Process

#Neurodivergent

#Chumbawamba