Trauma is a fickle thing. It buries itself in places we don't notice until it's far too late. Eventually swallowing us whole, it takes real loss to shed the ego attached to our hurt inner child. Hurt that spreads like poison and leaks out on the joy we so desperately reach for. Yes, trauma is a fickle thing but it doesn't define you, it simply shapes your very being in what path you choose next.
Includes glass beads.
My creations are a first in, first served kind of majik.
Which of what you purchase will never be duplicated.
Trauma is a fickle thing. It buries itself in places we don't notice until it's far too late. Eventually swallowing us whole, it takes real loss to shed the ego attached to our hurt inner child. Hurt that spreads like poison and leaks out on the joy we so desperately reach for. Yes, trauma is a fickle thing but it doesn't define you, it simply shapes your very being in what path you choose next.
Includes glass beads.
My creations are a first in, first served kind of majik.
Which of what you purchase will never be duplicated.
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