Emily doesn’t seem to understand that when you’ve experienced as much turmoil as Hayley has, you seek peace. You crave solace. Even if you have to move to the top of a mountain to find it.
No matter how old you are when tragedy strikes, it can bring out the saddest, loneliest, most bitter parts of you, and it’s damn hard to tuck it all back in.
Moving forward isn’t about leaving the past behind. It’s about threading the pain and strength, the doubt and wisdom, into the fabric of who she is becoming.
The past will always be a part of who we are. But it does not have to be the sole defining characteristic of who we are or become.
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