So gorgeous... there really are so many different versions of all of us (I believe!) and it's scary to imagine them all revealing themselves. But slowly, maybe🖤
I was so moved by this very creative, raw, honest rendition of our hidden inner selves, the ones we forgot-or try to at least. Thank you for this,mine still linger sometimes. But the more I write, the more I talk about them, the spotlight is on them. It's made me believe this is what is needed, to honor their presence, to purify the pain and eventually surrender it to the light. The more they are caged and ignored , the more they rattle the bars of the cages I've put them in...
I thoroughly enjoyed the glimpse into the many sides of you. I await the girl afraid to come out, thin as air. When you are ready she will be released.
One thing jumped out of the page, is that because of what I do irl, I have come to one very clear realization: never trust juries in courtrooms or in your head.
the girl afraid to come out finally made her appearance...
i feel bleak, exposed, shit I haven't even had to nerve to say in the 12 step live room. But here, we can still be virtually anonymous. and how you doing? havent seen a new post of yours in a while?
Haunting, yet beautiful!
🖤👀
So gorgeous... there really are so many different versions of all of us (I believe!) and it's scary to imagine them all revealing themselves. But slowly, maybe🖤
Slowly always. When I started writing this it took a lot of time for each one of these ghosts to actually reveal themselves… 💀
The expression is very touching, and terrifying among the secrets of self.
Thank you. 🙏🏼 Yes it was terrifying to explore this to say the least. 💀
I was so moved by this very creative, raw, honest rendition of our hidden inner selves, the ones we forgot-or try to at least. Thank you for this,mine still linger sometimes. But the more I write, the more I talk about them, the spotlight is on them. It's made me believe this is what is needed, to honor their presence, to purify the pain and eventually surrender it to the light. The more they are caged and ignored , the more they rattle the bars of the cages I've put them in...
Thanks Lia! Yes the only way to exorcise them out of their rattling cages is to write them out of extinction
This was moving. 🖤 it made me feel. Thank you for sharing your soul
“When we name the nightmare, we stop living inside of it!” Powerful and oh so true! 💕
Thanks Sandra. Isn't it the truth. Shed light on those ghosts.
i have a scary ghost with a secret too
I thoroughly enjoyed the glimpse into the many sides of you. I await the girl afraid to come out, thin as air. When you are ready she will be released.
One thing jumped out of the page, is that because of what I do irl, I have come to one very clear realization: never trust juries in courtrooms or in your head.
the girl afraid to come out finally made her appearance...
i feel bleak, exposed, shit I haven't even had to nerve to say in the 12 step live room. But here, we can still be virtually anonymous. and how you doing? havent seen a new post of yours in a while?
https://open.substack.com/pub/cynishere/p/edge-of-erasure?r=3vddjw&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=false
Tbh, the difference is between when I am helping people and when I am just being a cog in a very large wheel.
Helping people is the attorney. Lawyer is the cog? ⚙️
Can you be both?
on a good day, yes. there is great potential.
Sometimes a lawyer, sometimes an attorney. Usually trying to figure out which one is really me. ;)
In your opinion what’s the difference between the two?
I grew up with lawyers in my family. My father, grandfather, brother, ex boyfriend…
A heavy internal voice ive consumed like osmosis - have to hit my own gravel to shut it up.
Which makes me wonder what you do irl
goddamn cyn 😭"I’m every man you’ve ever loved… or hated"
i think my closet is a cemetery
ufff, light candles for their memories. 🕯️
they dont deserve it
no, but you do…. let their faces be erased
amen sister
Isn’t it wild how we all have these hidden halls inside us, packed with dusty selves we’ve locked away?
yes, i hear their voices at times like multiple personalities - i want to not hide them anymore and let them speak... especially through writing
Lovely 💖💖
Winesses not captives, true words, Cyn. <3 <3
Thanks Rea, yep - a way to pull out of the wreckage.
This was creative. Well done.
I opened my closet door years ago and told em all to get the fuck out lol.
I’m haunted by what I’ve got. Nothing
The way you spoke about so many different versions of you was beautiful.
I’m so glad you’re naming your ghosts! Love this and what it means for you on this journey 🫶🏼
yeah, multiple personalities, i never know who's showing up. lol
Made me think of the Dream Theater song "Space-Dye Vest".
oooh, listening to that now….🖤 looove it
https://youtu.be/ZHxQKMm2fNY?si=iKeCP_HEr5eLyeBT
Powerful honesty.
why thank you Brant. It’s the only way to be isn’t it?