“The loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.” —Sylvia Plath
“You are something not everyone knows how to love.” —Warsan Shire
Shards of pain:
My god mother used to live in Zhi Hui's share house and she had a dog (maybe even a bit like Cinnamon). This both breaks and heals my heart...our uni had a ‘Rad Sex & Consent Week’ last semester and yesterday in a haze of dissociation I wrote in my diary: consent is not “rad” - it's a legal requirement!...my joint pain has flared again (toes, ankles, wrists, fingers) and I forgot how painful, exhausting, frustrating and disabling physical pain can be...my eyes are too sore to write more than a few lines today. I'm sorry.
“I want to love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.” —Warsan Shire