I love you

The most harmful words in the english language with the promise of healing and growth.

For lovers, these words are their existence. For abusers, these words are their weapon. The words- they keep people together, whether they realize it or not, and sometimes I doubt they have any good intention. Talk about a fucking power trip.

For me, these words are at the center of every therapy session I’ve attended.

I spent months, tearing eight letters down to their studs and figuring out whether they were supporting a lasting structure or holding up the facade of foundation about to collapse. In most cases, the foundation collapsed before I realized what was going on, and the three words shattered before me I had time to scream them back.

A shitty cycle of picking up broken pieces of something that can never look the same as the version before - with no guarantee that the next version will be better than the last.

They’re fucking dangerous, and they reside in a world perpetuating their behavior.

And yet, it’s all we know to do

and, God, does it feel so good.