Dissonance is the restless tension of inner turmoil and quiet acceptance. It is a reflection of the mental health struggles of someone important to me, and how their change has restructured the way I hold their memories. Thought to be an escape, revisiting our familiar spaces is instead met with feelings of vacancy and unease. With my illusion of nostalgia shattered, I understand our past is gone, yet I still rush to pick up the sharp, cutting pieces.
