need to remember not to spill my innermost feelings into callous palms. into bodies that will view me as tragic, different, changed. who will pity me and then shove words like ‘think positively’ down my throat.
this is not emancipation. this is a wilful imprisonment in my own mind and now in theirs too.
it is extremely belittling to be moulded into a single image of what you may be feeling/going through at a particular moment. suffocating. reductive.