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But there’s this thing about breaking; the more you harden yourself and try to fight it, the easier and sharper the snap is when you inevitably break.
Another feeling takes over. It’s not quite panic. It’s something else. It’s not a sense of hopelessness. Not that either. When you’re alone and you know nothing is okay and nothing’s going to be okay, there’s this feeling that’s overwhelming and inescapable. My heart keeps ticking along despite everything. But it’s going too fast. Everything is going too fast and it hurts. And I can’t stop it. I can’t stop any of it. When you’ve done everything you can, and you’re left with nothing but fear of both the unknown and the known, there’s only one
way to describe it. That feeling is true terror.
This beautiful, broken creature.
She’s captive to her dreams.
Time will change everything.
Having someone to love, even if it is from a distance can give you hope. And hope is everything.
“You always have a choice,”
When something is hard to the touch and so sharp it would draw blood, you have to always be careful. It’s the gentleness of it that will break you. You can’t ever let your guard down.
If you’re smart, you avoid it and if you have to be around it, you stay away from the parts that hurt. But those aren’t the parts that destroy. It’s the parts that you begin to crave, the parts you don’t want to resist that bring you to your knees. They make you forget or maybe they make you think the sharpness won’t cut you, as if you’re somehow immune or no longer prey to it.
What saves you from the darkness is something extraordinary.
Fear can cloud everything, turning reality into falsehoods.
