Burn the Ships

It's officially 2026.  I vowed to leave 2025 and all its troubles in the past, to never return to the way I felt, the choices I made, and the complete amnesia of who I am.

I deactivated my socials yesterday.  I feel the early signs of withdrawl, the urge to go check, but since the apps are no longer on my phone, I can't.  It's the only way.  I'm not sure that taking on this level of social-cessation along with the rest of my healing is a great idea.  But, its time to burn the ships.  We aren't going back.

OHO