part 3: COALESCENCE
S O R A Y A
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I want to make my life a story worth telling. I want it to be bigger than me, bigger than the constraints of society, big enough to make a difference in the grand scheme of things.
And this will be my legacy, these people within me.
If my mind is gone, who will tell their stories?
Who will shed light on their struggles, if I'm too busy wallowing in mine? Their hopes and ambitions, their fears and regrets.
There are too many stories inside me, begging to be told.
And I will tell them all.
YOU ARE READING
green light
Short StoryOn depression, and recovery. ❝Perhaps this is our kingdom, perhaps our crowns are the green specks of light that fall into our hair. And perhaps this is our fantasy, and perhaps we have no crowns but collars, collars that bind us to our differences...
