Letting go and moving on

The thing about growing up in a matrix of hurt and abuse – even if mixed in a softened by nruture, love and protection
Is that despite the irrationality of violence and anger

Somehow it was safe -predictable. Consistent. That feeling of hurt and pain. That was a known consistent. You didnt need to know when it was coming. When it comes at any illogical sudden point, it feels exactly the same

It feels familiar.

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