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Knowing and choosing the right time to walk away from toxicity is an incredible weight to bear. At times, it renders me immobile and terrified of making a choice too heavy to emotionally handle

I once owned a metronome that didn’t function properly. It would work but the rhythm was always slightly out of sync, weighing heavier on one side over the other. Looking back, I must have watched it meditatively because I can still hear the sound it made, clear as day. My mind is a ticking clock.…

Strong family roots have always played a very important role in my life. As a child, I was always independent, not by choice but out of necessity. My family ties were broken, and she isolated me from everyone at a very  young age, yet treated me as an equal. She gripped me so close that…

When I was a child, she told me about a dream she had the night before. The details of her dream I have trouble remembering but the manner in which she told the story I’ve never forgot. And recanting the tale years later, as an adult, invoked a reaction that I had never expected. The…