Everything is changing.
I like it.
But it’s still change.
Beautiful home with good smells and throw pillows that remain in the same place they were 12 hours earlier.
But it’s still change.
Quiet sleep with the middle of the bed being an option.
Long showers with no one interrupting to ask if I know where the TV remote is.
5 fucking seconds of peace and quiet.
But it’s still change.
New routine catered to my own self care.
Being able to make decisions based on joy and happiness instead of traumatic based fear.
But it’s still change.
Scary
And exciting.
But it’s still change.
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