I can do it with a broken heart.

My strength is astonishing. 
The last 3 years have proven to be a mixture of every single trauma I have endured.
Untangling the lies from around my rose coloured glasses.
Sifting through the sands the hold my life.
Dissecting cell by cell of my pieces for what I thought was cause of death.
No.
It was how I heal that was the discovery.
When something takes my parts,turning them cold, useless, and black, I remap my essence.
Neurodivergent.
Rewire the paths but never losing who I have and will always be.
Stored in a cloud that holds everything assigned to each person filed away.
Allowing the remapping to pull from every interaction.
Assaults added to the drawer but in their own files.
Properly assigned but added to the grand file for pattern recognition.
Gifts of a combination of resilience to the callousness received.
My strength is astonishing.
For I am never going to be anything but a warrior who fights.

Music inspiration: Taylor Swift

‘I can do it with a broken heart’ and ‘How did it end’

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