“I’ll always love you.”
“Don’t worry, I’m here.”
All words said to me by people who left me behind.
Did they ever mean what they said? Was the love even real?
I am commemorating 1,000 days since I’ve been with someone this evening.
For years, my life has been solitude, loneliness, and isolation…
But also, freedom, independence, and self-discovery.
Despite all they did to me…