I am trying to mend my open wounds. Trying not to seem so hurt to the point of being ridiculed and trying not to seem so cold like an early morning in the middle of December. Pain is inevitable, it is something that, as humans, we dread to ever face because it causes us a great deal of pain. Each encounter with it is worse than the next and over time we forget how horrible the pain is or how many tears fall because each time it is different. Because next time it will be worse and there will be more tears and more anger and more pain. I like to hold it in, specialists say that, that's a very bad thing. But what do they know? They went to school for ages to tell me something I already know.
