There's this permanent sense of loss, and bereavement that I feel these days. My old self seems to have left me and I'm realising now she isn't coming back. She left me forever changed. Marked with an indelible desire for connection, knowledge, respect, autonomy and passion, I am unable to meet these demands.
She left and I'm here alone, facing the never ending question: who am I?
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