Lost in the Storm of My Mind
My worries clawed their way up, threatening to consume me.
Why did that simple action—just a shift in position—send me spiraling like this?
I had thought I was free.
For the first time in years, I had finally escaped the past I swore I would never return to. I had been given a chance at a new life, a fresh start.
But the truth settled in like a cold weight in my chest.
I wasn’t ready for this new life.
I wanted to be.
I wanted to be confident. To be strong. To be the kind of person who could accept kindness and cherish someone who wanted me—who saw me for more than just my past.
But I wasn’t.
Not yet.
And now, everything inside me felt like it was breaking.
The warm water from the shower did little to soothe me.
I let it run over me, hoping it woul
