“What’s necessary isn’t always comforting. You didn’t realize how much gunk had built up, how sticky your heart had gotten. The darkness had come in again and it wasn’t until you shone a light on it that you realized how messy things were inside. It had to all erupt and splatter across the walls for you to see the problems. Your body had to purge and throw up all the negative things, so you could be filled again. It wasn’t fun. It was exhausting. It was the breaking point.”