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I Don’t Trust Men With My Softness.
I fear being slowly misunderstood, fearing I’ll disappear silently into someone else’s world.
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At What Cost?
At what cost do I keep surviving the people I love? Softness is a luxury I’m still seeking.
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What do you complain about the most?
I complain about being tired, but not in a lazy way. In a WAY that feels inherited. I complain about time. About how there’s never enough of it for rest, only for responsibility. About how we’re expected to want more, do more, be more, while our bodies are quietly asking for less. I complain about…
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Im Not Sensitive,Your Too Comfortable
A reflection on softness, boundaries, and what it costs to stay tender in a world that mistakes sensitivity for permission.