Space I Made

Before I ever threw away the old photos, the text threads I kept rereading, or the unread books stacked beside my bed, I had to face something far messier than my home: my heart was full of things I never asked to carry.We don't talk about emotional clutter the way we talk about spring cleaning or organizing our closets. But it builds up the same way—quietly, over time.A disappointment here.A betr...