Inconsequential

Trigger warning: Mild mentions of sexual abuse.

For the first time, I didn't regret an action I took. 

Normally, I would fret about the consequences of my actions, the positive and negative outcomes that came with them; but today, all that surrounded me was peace.

My mind was not a jungle, it was not a web of thoughts tangled and twisted around each other.

For the first time in a long while, my mind was clear and I slept in bliss without worry or intrusive thoughts on my mind.

I made no reaction when my sleep was disturbed by my mom getting into bed with me.

I steeled my heart to not react when I heard her sniffling.

I refused to jeopardize this little moment of peace that I had managed to obtain with great difficulty.

For once in my life, I did not want to care. I would take the advice they had given me but I would add a personal twist.