The Other Is Not My Business

There was a period of time when I found it invigorating, even fascinating, to read the ideas, and witness the evolutions, of others on social media.

Eventually, that ceased to be the case.

Not because the others had changed.

But I had.

I fell even deeper into myself and the rest just felt like noise.

So I stopped observing said noise and got quieter within.

More still, more sure, more pure, more me.

The other is not my business.

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Mandy Richardson

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