The cold wraps around me like an uninvited guest—sharp, inescapable, and deeper than just my skin, brushing against my very bones. I sit here, tea in hand, feeling the weight of the season. Not the weather, but the endless comparisons, the constant scroll, and that insidious whisper of not being enough.Lately, time feels distorted—moments stretch… Continue reading THE WINTER OF MY HEART
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