HeyJaredbeesandbelladonna | Bea
A garden of healing and self-discovery. Where each story blooms in its own time, and shadows whisper of the light they once feared.
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Dreaming Again (opens the original)
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August ~ A Threshold (opens the original)
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The more I allow myself to just show up, I find I enjoy being the weirdo that’s here one day and gone the next. That’s the point of it all anyways, isn’t? To just, be? I’ve always been an observant person. That trauma label really did its job well. And for a long time, that observation held the intention of finding my identity in other people. So, when social media became a thing, I did my best to imitate being human, in the hopes of feeling like I belonged. It led to some radical character deve
The Thirteenth Door (opens the original)
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I wrote this story over a year ago now, and it was part of my We Shadows publication. In my attempt to organize things, I decided to pull it back out and give it a refresh. So, here it will sit, perhaps it will expand into more at some point. For now, I welcome you in, through The Thirteenth Door.Again…<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!u94c!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic
Fighting to breathe (opens the original)
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This poem was written in March of this year. It was a very intense time for me, and I was struggling to hold onto myself while I dove into my fears.It would be unfair to say this journey of self-remembrance is all love and light. Because the shadows are just as important (in some ways more) as the illumination that is found within them. Running away, or retreating back behind the walls, and the armor, and the masks, just keeps me hiding in the fear. With each layer removed, I am illuminating mor
Walls up, walls down (opens the original)
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