an apology to the ones I hurt while I was hurting.
the three words “I am sorry” tend to sit in an ever growing lump at the base of my throat; sometimes for days, sometimes for months, and sometimes, for years. apologies don’t come… Continue reading
the three words “I am sorry” tend to sit in an ever growing lump at the base of my throat; sometimes for days, sometimes for months, and sometimes, for years. apologies don’t come… Continue reading