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evelyn. scorpio. dead Inside.

i’m quite fond of my sister. we never fight. i’ve always been confused by the depiction of sibling relationships in media as always being so vitriolic. 

physically, i am here. mentally, i am also here, having come to peace with the coexistence of my mind and my body.

i’ve been in love with another woman for quite some time. she knows how i feel about her, but she’s not ready yet. she may never be ready, and i’ve become okay with this. not in a way that i’ve learned to tolerate it, but rather that i know that love doesn’t have to be a torturous barbaric thing, but can be something to be enjoyed and relished in even if it isn’t returned.

i was thinking about her again tonight. it’s comforting to know we look at the same moon.

i am never “too tired”, i am never “too anxious”. if i am ignoring you, it is quite deliberate. 

lately, i’ve been spending all of the time i used to have saved for plotting my husband’s downfall for other more productive things. such as spending time with my daughter! sweet, dear nava. and i rent us a movie to watch together, the rabbi’s cat, and i decide to start it on my own first to see what it’s like, and i made a mistake thinking this was a children’s film, and was introduced to fully animated feline testicles about two minutes in.