No, America.

What did you think it was going to look like? Doing the work? Calm, cool, and collected? A drink and a cigarette? A tear or two? A yoga pose? Art without feeling? A self help book about being present? A handful of shitty relationships? And one day you’d wake up and know what real love was? That’s how you thought undoing abandonment at birth without even giving a damn to write a goodbye note - HAVING YOUR HEART TREATED LIKE TRASH WHEN YOUR BRAIN IS DEVELOPING THE MOST, an adoption resembling human trafficking instead of parenting, narcissistic upbringing by a father that tells you to go fuck yourself while your mother defends him, surviving an abusive boarding school where your mother tells you she regretted ever adopting you and respects the mentor who told you to give him a blow job in front of your peers, years of an ignorant therapist that later you find out has a Trump supporting husband while she’s whispering in your ear to stay with all your alcoholic narcissist boyfriends, a lifetime of gaslighting being told you are loved while they explicitly show you they don’t, while slowly convincing you you’re stupid and you can’t read, living in a racist country after being bought and sold and ripped from your own country without any say, and raised to look down your nose at your own skin and roots, taught by a destroyed idea of what love is - the one thing capable of healing it all, and finally escaping a brainwashed mind while still being surrounded by a narcissistic system...how did you think it was going to look?
No, America.