It’s normal.

That’s what everyone tells me at least.

My eyes blurred by tears, it’s over in an instant.

Looking to my bundled joy I think back on life.

All my choices not the best but every choice leads me here.

Gone is the little girl screaming within WHO’s heart break and trauma left her unable to become her best self.

Years go by without a hitch and the temporary bandaid starts to peel los...