Rebelle Society | June 5, 2019 •
I tilted my head back and opened my eyes. The cold, clean snow seemed to sizzle as it landed on the stye in my left eye.
I had awoken to a beautiful snowy day in Sedona, Arizona to find my eye was red, swollen, and burning hot. The irony was not lost on me. My road to freedom was paved with scars, and I was scared out of my mind to look at the old wounds.