From the Confession Booth
Real souls. Real weight. Real release. Every name protected forever.
"I let fear of failure stop me from trying for most of my twenties. By the time I understood that not trying was its own kind of failure it felt too late for some things. I am making up for it now. But some windows close."
"I once had the chance to reconcile with someone I had hurt badly. They reached out and I did not respond. I told myself I was not ready. I was not ready for years. By the time I was ready I could not find them. That silence is something I will always regret."