The vision I see in the mirror is me, who I am, supposedly, but that vision does not express the way my mind works or the way I feel inside. A realization creeps over me, the words tumbling into my head quietly like falling leaves.
I.
Am.
Crazy.
This is my new shameful truth. Something changed yesterday. A door has been opened that I can never close again. I touch my reflection, the glass smooth and cold, not really believing that the girl I see is me.

Victoria Sawyer

Tag: panic anxiety mental-health mental-illness mental-disorders depression-quotes

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Indentations on the page, words, my friends, and I will share them with you.

Victoria Sawyer

Tag: writing-life writing-process writing-from-the-heart

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