It's eerie, yet maybe comforting, to realize I've asked these same exact questions. And thought these exact thoughts. And still do. Imagining change is terrifying. Trying to measure my worthiness and battling with myself on hiding more, on refusing to ask because of the implications and consequences. Those last two lines made my soul ache.
I feel this, I really do.
Your writes always hold your truth, and I appreciate that, as I know it's not easy. It's raw and real and something many can probably relate to. Writes like this, that have so much heart and emotion in them, speak to me the most.