navigating grief in the form of a journal entry.

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i keep trying to be who i was before my mom died. i’ve been looking for my old self but i haven’t been able to find her, and as a result, i don’t know who i am anymore.

i tried doing everything i used to do but nothing that used to work does so anymore because again, i’m not who i used to be.

and i hate it.

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com ♡

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