Nobody ever talks about this part where you know the part where you’re no longer a caterpillar, and not yet a butterfly.
You don’t know who you are and you don’t know where you’re going. All that you know is that every fibre of your being is calling for transformation. For disruption and for a revolution of the spirit.
So surrender. Breakdown. This is not the death of you. This is the dying of who you once were. This is your rebirth. And these are called growing pains.
Concrete Angel
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