being a writer feels like having the most betraying ability because if i don’t share these my body and mind will implode in on itself but it’s also like here’s all of myself torn out of myself and displayed like fine dining! i hope you like it!! and everyone says “this is so moving” but you didn’t want it to be moving, secretly what you really wanted was to be digestible but your soul is now out in writing for everyone to read back to you, so of course every entry ends up hard to swallow.