I am not my past
I am not my past
I am not my past
Neither am I my mistakes.
I am not the scars on my arms,
Or the mascara stains on my pillow.
I am not the late night calls to my therapist
Neither am I my breakdowns
I am loved
And cherished
I am my future
And my happiness
I am healing
and proof it gets better.
-Briana Thomas
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