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BEHIND THE GLASS
with Charlotte Eriksson

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Charlotte Eriksson Podcast
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Songwriter and author Charlotte Eriksson, The Glass Child, lets you in behind the glass. Raw and honest conversations with inspiring people, spoken word essays or solo episodes exploring the subjects of growing up, change, loneliness, living as a nomad, missing people, loving people, creativity and fighting for a dream. How to live with uncertainty. What is home? What is anxiety? What is happiness?

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As essential as breathing

"A true soul sister for broken hearts, dreamers, wanderers and believers in beauty and love and in tiny moments meaning big, transformative and powerful things. Her words and music have become to me, as essential as breathing."

– Sabrina

"Listening to your podcast makes me feel so calm and at peace. I love listening to your ideas and reflections on your experiences. Thank you for doing this. Your work makes a difference in my life."

– Chrissy

"i don't know if it’s her calming voice or the beautiful accent but this is such a beautiful podcast. I felt like she was on my couch and we were chatting and drinking coffee like old friends. I cant wait for the next podcast ❤️"

– Julie

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5am
again,
drunk on someone else’s love,
or couch,
and I’ve never felt more at home.

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I fled myself,
from the life I’ve built
because I’ve been inhabiting routines I don’t want to stand for.

Inhabiting skin I’d rather shed
but still took on
like a soldier serving his country,
for that’s what they told me to do.
But I was not
strong
or wise,
but young and foolish,
for what is this thing? Trading passions for a tiny bit of acceptance,

and I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls
with clean blood
and organised drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive,
or awake,
however you choose to see it,
and I live in my own flames.
Sometimes burning too bright and too wild
to make things last 
or handle
myself or anyone else
and so I run.
Run run run,
far and wide
until my bones ache and lungs split
and it feels good.
Hear that, people? It feels good,
because I am the slave and ruler of my own body
and I wish to do with it exactly as I please,
and living in this skin is hard and painful, most of the times,

because I never volunteered to take this on.

The daily sacrifice of heart over mind,
the forever on going task of explaining this and that,
and why I don’t want to look like this and
be like that
but still here I am and if this is the body I’ve been given I’m sure as hell gonna make it work.
If this is the place I’ve been given, I’m sure as hell gonna make this work.

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So I fled the me that was never really me and I’m on my way. To newer lands and uncleaned streets
for I’ve had enough of childish safety in comfort.
Enough of all telling me to look and do, like this and that,

and I never meant to please anyone but myself
and you can call me selfish,
throw words like knives in the dark but I will not listen,
for not listening to sharp words brought me to where I am today
and I believe in the path I’ve been given. If my only task in this life is to walk it,
I surely will walk it
prouder than anyone else.

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If this is the path I’ve been given, I will walk it
prouder than anyone else,
for no one else can.

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// from my book You’re Doing Just Fine ☾

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