hope

Can you imagine?

What if I come back from the Philippines and I feel like myself again after what seems like literal years?

It will have been years.

Can you imagine? If I go home and feel confident? If, next time I step on US soil, I actually trust myself?

Can you imagine the day that I will allow myself to have fun?

To feel sexy? To feel proud of my body?

To not hold the certain belief that when I have fun, terrible things happen?

This is what keeps me here.

The imagining of becoming Me again.

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