I am untethered without my weekly confessions and ritual of expression.
I miss that feeling of being exhumed without judgement.

This wanting to “have it all” feels nostalgic, a manufactured desire.

I never asked you to be a model of hyper-essentialism. It’s the struggle and consequence of choice and I can, on good days, appreciate all the “sacrifices” you made for yourself. It has provided benefits to some and a vision for others.

Your regret is not worth repenting especially when your privilege has already confessed for you.

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