You hurt yourself. You bleed to make sacrifices to other people. You care. There are scars on your body from wounds that have healed . Yet they remain . They remain in a figure . A figure of words: a speech that you may not give with voice, but a speech you can show. You won that battle. Hell. You have healing ones. But thats okay, because everybody is healing. Everybody breaks . Its okay. Scars are just proof that you have made it . Im proud of you.
YOU ARE READING
Its Okay To Hurt.
NonfiksiLife can get the best of us. I want you to know you aren't alone. You are never alone.
