Displaced. i think thats the best word to capture the feeling of the last 7 months of life since returning to Sacramento from Maui. I came back from the island with a new sense of who I am and who I want to be in this world, but absolutely no plan about the next phase of my life. at that point it was all about self-care and grounding into an environment that after only five months of absence from, felt foreign and quite honestly— just, dense. not that i HATE California, cus

the deepest darkest parts of yourself the parts of yourself that you don’t just hide from OTHERS but you hide from YOURSELF. the first hidden thought creeped into your head when you were just a girl. innocent. naive. you didn’t know what to do with it. you didn’t know how to COPE with the pain of it... so. you put it away for safekeeping, stored it in a box. what you’ve forgotten is that you hid that box INSIDE OF YOURSELF. and so there it lives. lurking... seeping through t