brittneyb's Letters
What is a “perfect day?” I sit and find myself wondering.
In all honesty, I have to think about it.
My life has been filled with more “bad days” than “good.”
It’s okay though, I’m used to questioning.
That’s my superpower. Always questioning everything. Double and triple checking my answers to ensure they are correct.
Today is just another…read more
To my dear inner child, so robust and resilient.
Your preciousness went unnoticed by those who failed to recognize it.
Your delicate nature made you susceptible to influence, and I long for the tranquility of your innocence.
Those who loved you should have shielded you from harm, but your parents were unaware of their responsibility.
You…read more