I Matter.

I spent my

youth screaming

“I am not a child!”

When all I

really meant was,

“I matter.”

Sometimes I feel like I’m still screaming, like my throat is still raw from trying to explain in broken breathing vocals why I am sad, why I am angry, why I am still unsure when it comes to what love looks like. I’m still just trying to find the validity in my feelings, in the sobs caught in my chest, in the nightmares that still haunt me.. I’m still trying to teach myself that I matter.⁣

⁣

ReBecca DeFazio⁣

More Than a Flower

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