The Five Stages of Freedom

Dying.

The last of the 5 stages. 

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Falling.

“Block out the negativity” they said. 

“Maybe you should eat less”

Block it out.

“So annoying”

Stop please make it stop.

“You’re too loud”

I’m trying.

“You complain too much”

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Flying.

Liberation, manumission, salvation, redemption, deliverance. 

That feeling of triumph. 

Victory only lasts so long. 

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Soaring.

But I want to dance. 

Maybe I can prove them wrong. 

I try and try and try. 

falling 

and suddenly It pays off. 

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Dreaming.

I've decided to not go for my dreams. 

When I was younger, I wanted to be a professional dancer. 

“Too unrealistic,” they said. 

Too unrealistic.

So I stopped dreaming. 

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I despise the word “free.” 

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