The day after I logged into an anonymous account to check in on parts of the social media world I had left behind, I stayed up until 3am staring at the ceiling with my heart racing into my throat. I woke feeling like I had a hangover, and suddenly the pain set in sharp, like an acute migraine. Knowing that you dedicated your whole life to the betterment of another is made a bitter memory when you are attached to the outcome of your efforts. But I could never regret it, I said to the darkness, to my quivering heart. Because the other half of the outcome was me.


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"There is all this untouched beauty, the light, the dark, both running through me." -Over The Rhine
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