I’m back.
Sort of.
Well, not exactly.
When I disappeared on April 24, 2020, leaving a cryptic note about being back soon, I honestly thought that I was only going to be gone for a few weeks. I had no idea that in reality, it would become necessary for me to stay absent for at least three months.
I had to disappear from the world, on repeat occasions. I didn’t even always know why, so I couldn’t really explain it fully at times when it was asked of me.
Especially in 2020.
This has been the best year of my life so far because in this year I fell deep into my wounds and I cried hard, afraid of a future I couldn’t see. And I pushed through those painful days and have come through to the other side (for now, until the next time). I’ve learned to stop being so consumed with my fears. I re-learned how to trust my own heart.
