It started to hurt again and I'm not sure where to put my hands this time. I wish I could explain how there's this heaviness inside that's trying to make a home out of my bones, but I have no idea how to stop the shaking anymore. I know I used to be braver than this, but I haven't been myself in weeks.
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Recovery
PoésieWritings that helped me recover and will hopefully help you. Some might be mine.
