Rachel Bledsoe

Misfit in the Making

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Rachel Bledsoe

In Losing Myself, I Was Found

The relationship I fought for felt like an everyday dividing of my spirit. It could never be healthy. It would never be happy.

You Made Me Stronger

There is a place where a girl becomes a woman. You pushed me there. You knocked me off the cliff and forced me to learn to fly. Hard. Fast. I opened wings I didn’t know exist. I had to believe everything you said is a lie.