Therapy Bits

My Keyboard is my pen, when I sit down to type, my fingers dance over the letters, I’m never happier than when I’m penning a story or poem.
In that familiar rhythm, I find a quiet space where my thoughts can float to the surface.
Each word feels like a small discovery, revealing something I didn’t know I’d been carrying.
Sometimes the stories surprise me, shaping themselves in ways I hadn’t expected.
Other times, they feel like a conversation with an old friend returning to remind me who I am.
Writing becomes both a mirror and a map, guiding me back to myself every time I begin.

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