Underneath the Sycamore Tree

by B. Celeste

The trouble with time is that we only think we have it. It’s an illusion—an excuse to linger in existence. Some people use it to be reckless; others use it to hold themselves back.

Time is a luxury we can’t all afford.

“Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It just means that it can no longer control our lives.

It doesn’t matter what battle you’re fighting. It only matters that you’re willing to fight.”

We get too used to finding comfort in things we shouldn’t—accepting what is instead of questioning it.

Fiction is the perfect platform to talk about the things nobody wants to have conversations about in real life. When you’re reading about a character’s struggles, you find ways to relate from a distance. It doesn’t always hurt as much, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt at all.