“Just because your pain is different than mine doesn’t make it any less valid. Life hurts. Things are never black and white. It’s not even shades of gray.” She turned back to the sky that looked as though it had been filled with a paintbrush. “It’s color. And colors can’t be compared to one another. They just are. How would someone look at the soft greens of the Northern Lights and think that it’s greater or lesser than a sunrise on a beach?” Caroline twisted and cupped my cheeks. “Give yourself space to acknowledge where you are and what you feel. Allow yourself to feel it regardless of how
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