You’ve got to use it, the pain. Use it as fuel to move past the torment, to the light at the end of the tunnel.

No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.


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Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.

I inhale pain and exhale strength.