I think I need to go offline for a while. Somewhere between blogging, scrolling, creating and constantly thinking about what comes next, I lost track of who I am when nobody’s watching. So I’m logging off a little and trying to find her again.
Feeling like a stranger in your own family is a weird kind of grief. This one is about being raised by my grandparents, losing the thread after my grandma passed, and learning that being related is not the same as being known.
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