Telepathy seems like a feature of our ecosystem, I lie awake as you do, you lie awake as I do.

You caress me and touch me knowing there is something wrong which I cannot explain. Cannot explain it to myself anymore than to you.

it is a pain for sure. A pain that eats me one shadow at a time, one that swallowed me and spat me out.

i thus became a beggar again.

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I come back to this note many nights after I started it. I forgot about it altogether.

A selfish pain got ahold of me, joy is fleeting again, as soon as I become aware of it. This is a continuation, not a happy one, am I only to look forward to this anxiety?

Sleepless nights turn into rage.

Welcome to being a woman.