a moment of silence for 239 missing souls
Even today I’m not exactly sure when everything ended. I wanted to cry; feel anger, grief. To feel, just like I used to. A whole life denying myself, searching in silence for someone like me. A whole life looking for an answer, without finding it. I learned so many things from you. But I forgot the most essential thing. It was me all along, wasn’t it, Margaret? It was me… all along. You can’t deny yourself forever.