I am not here to tell you it’s going to be okay because you already know that. Anyone can tell you that. I am not here to stitch up your wounds.
I am not a nurse or a doctor. I don’t know how to fix you and I wouldn’t want to try. I am here to tell you that it’s time to heal. It’s time to let go of the years you’ve lost to your misery. The years you’ve spent falling in love with your sadness and the way your bones look when there’s nothing but skin over them.
