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πŸŒŽπšπ™΄πšƒπš„πšπ™½ π™΅πšπ™Ύπ™Ό π™Ύπšπ™±π™Έπšƒ- πšŽπšŠπš›πšπš‘ πš’πšœ πšœπš–πšŠπš•πš•πšŽπš› πšπš‘πšŠπš— πšœπš™πšŠπšŒπšŽ

How much I have grown in this time, so fast, so silently, so silently that now that circling back to the starting point seems like even less progress. My person has become so large that I no longer fit into the spaces I started in, I do not fit into old regimes that never changed in my absence, I do not fit the same expectations and hopes I had for myself. Here time stood still, the image of me stood still, with me as one of the few witness of my progress, I feel they did not let me grow in their minds, how could they? I wasn't there, I have grown so large, that I cannot fit into my old life, and so I feel smaller and more suffocated than I ever was before. I feel less capable than I ever was before. This is not true, as I have surmounted so much that was far bigger than myself. I can be more, I am more, this is just not the place to do so, this is just not my home anymore and I cannot return to the one I built for myself, even as small of a cinderblock it was, my heart was full and not once did I feel cramped and small as I do now.

-Sentient


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