My Parents Threw Away My Wedding Invitation Until They Saw Me Walk Down The Aisle

that came later. The moment I lost my language.

Because my language is how I hold myself together. It is the structure inside the structure.

And when it went quiet, I understood for the first time that I was not in a controlled demolition.

I was in a collapse.

Two weeks of going through the motions. Work. Home. Eating when food appeared in front of me.continue reading …