Memento Mori

To metaphorize my rebirth from the delicate metamorphosis of the caterpillar, which, in the end, turns into a butterfly, would be too delicate to represent a transmutation as miserable and painful as mine. The caterpillar, when it becomes a butterfly, abandons its essence for vanity. I felt the need to let go of my shell so I could finally embrace life again. In the same way that an arthropod needs to change its exoskeleton in order to grow. An insect. That has always been and will continue to be my essence. Started 3 minutes ago