My last sanctuary
Hello my last comfort in the world.... My cave, my last safe haven... Where the remnants of a self that had confidence and felt worth can be found. This is the white sterile room with nothing but the most comfortable bed and a desk with my pen and journal that I imagine in my head when everything else has been striped from me... This is where I can begin to regain myself and my self worth... When no one else in the world understands or cares to understand, I still have you, my last hope. I don't have the fear of being criticized here.... It's ok to be me here... I like that.
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