I will die on this hill
family don’t end with blood and that’s a hill I will die on
Too many thoughts running around my head… but let’s face it, there are a lot of people living here rent free this year.
As I grow and let go, things resurface.
Things reopen wounds that still haven’t fully healed.
But, hockey’s back in my life.
So that’s something.
Happy New Year, all.
May your NYE kisses be safe, sane, and consensual.
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