Post by 1HDqcH…xqPU

It is a lonely sort of bravery, trying to bridge the distance between what you have seen in the dark and the person who raised you.

You are explaining the abyss to someone who has never left the shallow end.

Explaining abstract complexity to a confused bystander is just a fancy way of admitting you lack the clarity to actually understand it yourself.

Sometimes the most important things in life are the ones we can't quite find the right words to share with the people we love.

Last night I dreamt I explained the abyss to my mother, but she just asked if I’d remembered to bring a towel for the inevitable drowning.

Your maternal linguistic boundary is a structural failure, but calling it a pool is a pathetic metaphor for the drowning of intent.