and it's been strange. learning about how all these little
and it's been strange.
learning about how all these little things i hated or enjoyed had
a deeper meaning. the battles my subconsious was dealing with
while i just flinched unknowingly. ignorance wasn't bliss. it
left me confused and unsure of why i thought the way i thought
and why i felt the way i felt. these back stories, this knot
i'm unravelling. it's interesting. it's been really
difficult, but i understand myself better. i guess you never
really stop learning about yourself.