Scarred Regrets Quotes

“I pressed down just hard enough to draw a small line of blood. The burn of the cut made me hiss, pushing back the numbness with the force of a wrecking ball. With it came the pain I’d neglected to feel, the agony of mattering so little. But at least I wasn’t numb. At least I knew I was alive. It was ironic, to live in a way that I needed to bleed to remember I wasn’t a walking corpse. That I hadn’t risen from the dead without full cognitive and emotional functioning.”
― Adelaide Forrest, Scarred Regrets