đź“– Prologue đź“–
I am but a mystery…
a beautiful dichotomy…
with a soul I must set free.
So can you spot the beauty that lies within the irony?
What you see when looking at me
is not an accurate depiction.
Burying parts so deep within, my life almost seems like fiction.
Unintentionally guarded, opening up in the rarest conditions.
Why should I “burden” others with my life battles and afflictions?
And suddenly, it makes sense…
why my life seems so chaotic, so filled with friction…
I don’t treat myself like I do others…
I am a walking contradiction.
Becoming my own worst enemy; what an unfortunate addiction…
I am but a mystery…
a beautiful dichotomy …
It’s time to set my whole self free…
What purpose does a book serve if it remains closed?
So here goes…
đź“–Are you ready for Chapter 1?đź“–
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